Hmm, I don't like that you can say it like it's as guarantee, but you're not wrong. [Trench: inevitable bodily harm. He supposes that, since he's already been chewed up by a sea monster, it really won't be a surprise if he breaks an arm or something... Still. If not for Viktor's soothing hand in his hair, he would have a whole rant going already.] If it's from you, I'll gladly welcome a little unbearable behavior.
[Probably. Ninety percent chance. As long as being unbearable involves being next to him, he thinks he can take it.
He sits up just to make a face, squinting - he can see Viktor this close, but,] You're a handsome face in a sea of blobs right now. I used to carry a spare pair, but that got tiresome.
[But maaaybe he'll start doing it again, if this town's lenses can even work for him? Hmm. A shopping trip to judge the available wares, indeed. He settles back against Viktor's shoulder again after that, not quite melting into the hair twirl, but almost. This is what gets him, the idle habit without even thinking about it, ah - just when he thinks he can't possibly get more fond. Mm.]
I had a feeling you wanted to do it yourself, [he says; if only because Viktor's first response to just about anything where getting a new Thing is involved is "I can try to build it."] I can't imagine why they wouldn't part with materials; a trade is a trade. Cost of labor? Never mind, if you want to go, we'll go— I'll stand next to you and scoff and roll my eyes if anyone tries to imply you don't know what you're doing.
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[Probably. Ninety percent chance. As long as being unbearable involves being next to him, he thinks he can take it.
He sits up just to make a face, squinting - he can see Viktor this close, but,] You're a handsome face in a sea of blobs right now. I used to carry a spare pair, but that got tiresome.
[But maaaybe he'll start doing it again, if this town's lenses can even work for him? Hmm. A shopping trip to judge the available wares, indeed. He settles back against Viktor's shoulder again after that, not quite melting into the hair twirl, but almost. This is what gets him, the idle habit without even thinking about it, ah - just when he thinks he can't possibly get more fond. Mm.]
I had a feeling you wanted to do it yourself, [he says; if only because Viktor's first response to just about anything where getting a new Thing is involved is "I can try to build it."] I can't imagine why they wouldn't part with materials; a trade is a trade. Cost of labor? Never mind, if you want to go, we'll go— I'll stand next to you and scoff and roll my eyes if anyone tries to imply you don't know what you're doing.
[boyfriend mode will, in fact, activate.]