[It is characteristic for Paul to steady Kaworu whenever he is unbalanced, one way or another. It's less so for him to keep holding onto Kaworu's hand, standing poised where he landed (smoothly, but he can do better) as if it's the most natural transition imaginable.
He rolls back his shoulders and sweeps his gaze across the room, noting who noticed their descent, who has kept watching, and this part is as much for Kaworu as the rest of it, in its own way. It's drawing a circle that everyone can see, however they ended up arranged in it.]
How many presents do I get? Parties, flips...
[He's lucky, his tone says, and he knows that he is. It's still teasing, but there's that, too.]
And studying. You're spoiling me. [He doesn't say it like a bad thing.] Show me your favorite part of all of this.
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He rolls back his shoulders and sweeps his gaze across the room, noting who noticed their descent, who has kept watching, and this part is as much for Kaworu as the rest of it, in its own way. It's drawing a circle that everyone can see, however they ended up arranged in it.]
How many presents do I get? Parties, flips...
[He's lucky, his tone says, and he knows that he is. It's still teasing, but there's that, too.]
And studying. You're spoiling me. [He doesn't say it like a bad thing.] Show me your favorite part of all of this.