This town will never change, People come and go, it's all the same
Henry grins up at Oliver and raises one brow up in flirtatious skepticism, "Are you really talking about the fort?" He props himself up onto one elbow and leans into the pillows with it so he's at a more upright position. "Because if so, thank you. It's my pride and joy." He surveys his kingdom with emphasis.
As for where Oliver can sit, Henry enthusiastically pats the pillows beside him. "Make yourself at home! So long as I can-" and he'll reach forward to snag a piece of jerky "-get some of this." He promptly bites off a piece.
As they settle into the food and pillow fort and everything seems comfortable, Henry will slowly inch his way a closer to Oliver. Increment by increment. He'll act quite casual about this and even pretend he doesn't notice its happening, reaching for a bite of food while he's at it. Until their shoulders brush and he peers over with a humorous smirk, "So... come here often?"
As for where Oliver can sit, Henry enthusiastically pats the pillows beside him. "Make yourself at home! So long as I can-" and he'll reach forward to snag a piece of jerky "-get some of this." He promptly bites off a piece.
As they settle into the food and pillow fort and everything seems comfortable, Henry will slowly inch his way a closer to Oliver. Increment by increment. He'll act quite casual about this and even pretend he doesn't notice its happening, reaching for a bite of food while he's at it. Until their shoulders brush and he peers over with a humorous smirk, "So... come here often?"
HENRY
