𝙍𝙚𝙚𝙨𝙚 - 𝘍𝘪𝘳𝘦𝘺 𝘗𝘢𝘴𝘴𝘪𝘰𝘯

Looking over some... particularly liking one, picking it up. " Huhn. This one's nice. You have any jackets? "

Her words were…thoughtful. Extremely so. The more she spoke, the redder his face became. So much so that the water that clung to his hands evaporated into steam nigh-instantly. “…I-I see… Thank you…” That was the only kind of response he could get out from his embarrassed—

Coming on in, ducking under the door frame a bit. Stretching her arms. " Yeah, that's... fair. "

Be my guest. You need me to get into a room, or...

Eve. I prefer black. Closest to vanta.

... I like that.

I think it's length? I don't know how to explain it. Like, I want it tight to the point where if I flex, it starts to break.

Anything athletic and tight. I don't like my clothes bouncing around. Most clothes don't fit my size...

Oh, she could use some stuff for her workouts... does she have anything in Eve's... ... size?

... where is she? She definitely got turned around.

Kinda. She's a P.I, she's used to staring at people.

Hard... not to.

What Reese had asked... she really had to think for a few moments. After those minutes passed in silence, a brief nod would be given. "I... believe so, yes. It will be tough, but... I think things will be alright."

His smile remained as he continued washing the dishes, eyes not pulling away from his task at hand. “I appreciate you also dealing with my stubbornness…it’s a thing of mine. I’ve always taken care of my younger siblings, so it’s hard for me to let others take care of me…+

After... what had happened... It is certainly very needed in order to keep both of them somewhat grounded.

[He was locked in a state of constantly shifting emotions until one overwhelmed all the others. Finally spurring him into action, instead of the constant stillness the stalemate was causing. He quickly moved forward even with the window closed he began to forcefully phase-