[ Oh. Ephemera stares after Drake for a moment, wondering what he's supposed to say. He keeps fucking things up, and Drake is always - there. A steadying presence. And there's a part of him that wants to be steady too, to make it symmetric, but he doesn't quite know how.
But maybe he could learn. Maybe he could do that one day.
His expression softens when Drake returns. ]
Think I've got it. Thanks. Now I definitely have to share my fancy chocolate with you.
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But maybe he could learn. Maybe he could do that one day.
His expression softens when Drake returns. ]
Think I've got it. Thanks. Now I definitely have to share my fancy chocolate with you.