Date: 2009-05-15 10:33 am (UTC)
He squeezes back, and for once, the contact is comfortable. It's not like being around other people, because it's her and him and just them and not anyone else. It's hard to get someone to understand their situation anyway, you know? Some sort of unity.

"No problem," he laughs, giving a nod. "Shall we, then?" He asks, in his best, polite voice, with a half bow and a gesture to the nearest table.
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