Gale had been about to offer a witty but warm response when he feels Godfrey's hand coming to steady his own, causing him to suddenly draw a blank where he had previously been full to the brim with far more thoughts than even he knew what to do with.
It's such a small thing. Insignificant to most, likely, but tonight, in this space, after so very long without experiencing any human touch aside from any that coincided with recent mending of wounds—
It feels like something.
Surely he's overthinking it. Surely, he is allowing the dim light and the cheap table wine to go to his head, but the strong, warm touch of Godfrey's hand is still enough to convince Gale to shift so that they're now seated alongside one another, rather than across.]
You're welcome to stay all night, if you wish.
[It comes so easily that he doesn't even consider the implications of it, and he flusters just a touch as he revises.]
That is— you're always welcome, as far as I'm concerned. My thanks.
[He lifts his glass, giving a tip of his head before drinking deep.
Very deep.
Gods, didn't he used to be good at this sort of thing? He swears he was.]
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Gale had been about to offer a witty but warm response when he feels Godfrey's hand coming to steady his own, causing him to suddenly draw a blank where he had previously been full to the brim with far more thoughts than even he knew what to do with.
It's such a small thing. Insignificant to most, likely, but tonight, in this space, after so very long without experiencing any human touch aside from any that coincided with recent mending of wounds—
It feels like something.
Surely he's overthinking it. Surely, he is allowing the dim light and the cheap table wine to go to his head, but the strong, warm touch of Godfrey's hand is still enough to convince Gale to shift so that they're now seated alongside one another, rather than across.]
You're welcome to stay all night, if you wish.
[It comes so easily that he doesn't even consider the implications of it, and he flusters just a touch as he revises.]
That is— you're always welcome, as far as I'm concerned. My thanks.
[He lifts his glass, giving a tip of his head before drinking deep.
Very deep.
Gods, didn't he used to be good at this sort of thing? He swears he was.]