[Ah, and his smile alone is enough for Octavian; he wants to bottle it somehow, to wrap it up and keep it in his pocket and remind himself, whenever it becomes necessary, that yes— he has been happy.
So he leans in to draw Viktor close again, to kiss him on the forehead. Then, slightly apologetic,] We will have to go up to the house.
[Which is, hm, forty feet from the workshop at best? But it's still more walking, when he would like to wrap Viktor up himself and let him rest. Unfortunately the workshop does not have a kitchen, and while he would absolutely cook a meal over a Bunsen burner, the food is all in the house. The food is also whatever eclectic pantry stock he's gathered in his quest to eat things, but listen, he'll make something worth eating out of it. It's the art of the scrounge.
Either way, he puts his tablet back on the table and leads them back to the door; he has no interest in anyone else but Viktor tonight, so the tablet stays here. Then it's out and into the house, and he brings Viktor over to the couch rather than one of the high-backed armchairs, so he can lie down. He should lie down. Ahem.]
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So he leans in to draw Viktor close again, to kiss him on the forehead. Then, slightly apologetic,] We will have to go up to the house.
[Which is, hm, forty feet from the workshop at best? But it's still more walking, when he would like to wrap Viktor up himself and let him rest. Unfortunately the workshop does not have a kitchen, and while he would absolutely cook a meal over a Bunsen burner, the food is all in the house. The food is also whatever eclectic pantry stock he's gathered in his quest to eat things, but listen, he'll make something worth eating out of it. It's the art of the scrounge.
Either way, he puts his tablet back on the table and leads them back to the door; he has no interest in anyone else but Viktor tonight, so the tablet stays here. Then it's out and into the house, and he brings Viktor over to the couch rather than one of the high-backed armchairs, so he can lie down. He should lie down. Ahem.]
What do you like to eat?