[He reaches up and grabs Paul as the taller boy secures him into place, fingers twisted in his collared shirt to himself steady as the handrail is forgotten.
What would he bet on it? Anything important he's found here, he's not willing to give up. And anything not important doesn't matter enough to bet. There's things that he's happy with, even if sometimes he still wants to reach out and grab more. More to fill the void.]
If you pull it off, I'll give you a kiss. A kiss from an angel is probably special.
[A joke! You know. Nothing serious. He knows betting against Paul is a bad idea by now.]
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What would he bet on it? Anything important he's found here, he's not willing to give up. And anything not important doesn't matter enough to bet. There's things that he's happy with, even if sometimes he still wants to reach out and grab more. More to fill the void.]
If you pull it off, I'll give you a kiss. A kiss from an angel is probably special.
[A joke! You know. Nothing serious. He knows betting against Paul is a bad idea by now.]