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[stygios]

Uh, then I guess I'll take you up on it...?

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[saltofthesea]

Great! I'll tidy up the room for you later.

[saltofthesea]

[ And then, like he finally remembered what he asked Nico to help out with in the first place: ]

Oh, right, uhm... I guess this also means we can help each other out with the regular...hand holding...

[ ...This sounded a little less awkward in his head, he swears. ]

If you want to try it out, I mean.

[stygios]

I, uh. Sure? [ That would be better than his current plan... ]

...As long as you're sure you don't mind...?

[saltofthesea]

[ He's holding out his hand as if to say, "Does it look like I mind?" ]

[stygios]

Then...I'll take you up on it?

[ All...of it? ]

[saltofthesea]

I'm, uh. Not sure if you're taking me up on it when you're not taking my hand...

[ Ohhhh why does this feel embarrassing... ]

[stygios]

[ ...oh. Right.

Nico hesitantly takes said hand. ]

[saltofthesea]

[ The first thing Nico will notice is that Lark's hand feels warm. It's not overwhelming, rather it feels like the gentle warmth of the setting sun.

Lark seems to perk up a little from how he looked earlier, as he feels the touch energy revitalise him. ]

Oh...

[stygios]

You really were under.

[saltofthesea]

[ Dryly: ] Thanks, weird arcane nonsense that makes touching people necessary here. Though it could be worse.