[ sitting there for a moment, vax looks at emet. the heavier words go unsaid - he's not alone in that, either. acceptance is something that vax still struggles with daily, but it doesn't have to be that difficult.
.... ]
...Mm. [ he seems to accept this answer, thoughtful, and then frowns. ] ..y'know, I better go check on Yasusada.
[ ... there's just a moment where there's a flash of mischief on his face - blink and you'll miss it. as revenge from thursday, maybe, after an absolutely disastrous weekend, with the remains of an effect firmly in place, vax moves quickly - he darts upwards, puts his right hand on emet's further cheek, then pulls his face close and gives him a big, fat kiss on the closer cheek, squishing his face a little bit in the process.
[--and then he's cut off by that cheek smooch, that word shifting to a startled and decidedly undignified sound. he would undoubtedly be embarrassed by it, if he were really registering that at the moment.
he's too flustered to do anything before vax has already bounced off the couch, surprise still clear on his face, a dusting of red across his nose and cheeks, the tips of his ears.
and when he's stopped bluescreening, from behind vax on his way out:]
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he laughs, though, a soft chuckle in his chest, and tips his head, raising an eyebrow, pleased. ]
Are you capable of accepting something?
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[being trapped here. what he's been told of his future.]
But not everything.
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...Mm. [ he seems to accept this answer, thoughtful, and then frowns. ] ..y'know, I better go check on Yasusada.
[ ... there's just a moment where there's a flash of mischief on his face - blink and you'll miss it. as revenge from thursday, maybe, after an absolutely disastrous weekend, with the remains of an effect firmly in place, vax moves quickly - he darts upwards, puts his right hand on emet's further cheek, then pulls his face close and gives him a big, fat kiss on the closer cheek, squishing his face a little bit in the process.
and then springs off of the couch. ]
See you tomorrow, big guy.
[ and with a wink, vax turns to go head out. ]
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[--and then he's cut off by that cheek smooch, that word shifting to a startled and decidedly undignified sound. he would undoubtedly be embarrassed by it, if he were really registering that at the moment.
he's too flustered to do anything before vax has already bounced off the couch, surprise still clear on his face, a dusting of red across his nose and cheeks, the tips of his ears.
and when he's stopped bluescreening, from behind vax on his way out:]
This is precisely why--!!
[INTOLERABLE!]