[ Cheek resting atop a horn, he runs his palm over Molly's arm between them in a way he hopes helps the tingling die down, squeezing his hand. It's been exhausting trying not to think about Jester too much after telling Vax about her, seeing an old crush's memoir on his boyfriend's hand is par for the course where Fjord's luck runs. Something aches inside and he just wants to eat dinner with their friends and go to sleep. ]
At least you haven't had to cut yourself here, not yet. Not after saving me at the beach, anyway.
[ The memory is a fond one now, making him snort as he nudges Molly. ]
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At least you haven't had to cut yourself here, not yet. Not after saving me at the beach, anyway.
[ The memory is a fond one now, making him snort as he nudges Molly. ]