[ He gives a faint smile, for a moment, somehow wry. Or wistful. Murmured, like an aside: ]
Mine either.
[ Which is the most he's ever said of her, and of course he breezes right past it as he straightens back to Willow and clasps his hands like let's get to it. ]
no subject
Mine either.
[ Which is the most he's ever said of her, and of course he breezes right past it as he straightens back to Willow and clasps his hands like let's get to it. ]
So. Time for our sleep study.