( He leaves if at that and makes his way to where she is. Doesnโt take too long for him since he can fly and all with being the telepath/telekinetic combo, so. Itโs no more than a couple minutes before heโs tapping down outside the kwik trip, dressed in a leather jacket this time, white t-shirt underneath. Hands sliding into his jean pockets, he looks around the old fashioned way for her - without his mind - and, when he spots her, he smiles as he heads his way over. Dumb little smile on his face. )
(She's still dressed the same way, she just hasn't gone home from her little training session with Scott. Who the fuck trains a boy with lasers with those heels? Sophie Cuckoo.
Her eyes sparkle a little bit, an index finger moving to trace the smile as she mirrors it.)
Yeah, Iโฆ definitely wouldnโt be much help in the kitchen.
( To say the least.
A tilt of his head, his arm slips away from her back and, instead, loosely drapes around her shoulder, nails gently biting into his thumb some as he takes a look at one of the shelves there in front of them. )
( The kiss gets a smile to softly touch his lips and he looks to her with genuine curiosity then at her offer made. Blue eyes blinking, he touches at his chin in thought with his other hand. )
What would you recommend?
( Snacks and such a variety of them like this wereโฆ never a thing where he came from and given his situation back on Earth now and his moving around so much, he really just eats whatever. )
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( Please, Sophie. He doesnโt understand. )
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This kinda feels like a I don't want to hang up the phone type situation, but I kinda ran out of shit to say./
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Snack run for the day?
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Her eyes sparkle a little bit, an index finger moving to trace the smile as she mirrors it.)
Someone has to keep that pantry stocked.
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Was thatโฆ part of what weโre supposed to do there?
( Should he pick things up to take back, too? Even if heโs heading out with Scott soon. )
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(No complaints there, feel free to hold her in public, it's not forbidden.
But as for the cooking, last time, she almost burned their entire kitchen. She's trying to be mindful.)
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( To say the least.
A tilt of his head, his arm slips away from her back and, instead, loosely drapes around her shoulder, nails gently biting into his thumb some as he takes a look at one of the shelves there in front of them. )
What does everyone usually like to eat?
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(Her hand settles on top of his, tiptoeing just slightly so she can press a kiss to his jaw.)
Want me to hide something there for you when you're back?
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What would you recommend?
( Snacks and such a variety of them like this wereโฆ never a thing where he came from and given his situation back on Earth now and his moving around so much, he really just eats whatever. )
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