( Her fingers intertwine and his eyes find her again, because he spoke with passion, but he did not misspeak. He steps closer, closing the very small distance between them. )
I do, if I'm not speaking out of turn. I'm also not trying to change the subject. I know Erica's return has you rattled. I'm here for whatever you need. For strategization, to talk, personally handing over a restraining order...
[She'll save him the ramble he seems to be sliding into. And she doesn't need a restraining order against Erica. She and Erica will sort their stuff out on their own.
This is a moment she wants to sit in, just for a little.]
I haven't been here in a long time, but I always did like it here.
[The last time she was here, was when Allison was recovering from the nogitsune. Something that Lydia can still feel the echoes of in her bones when she thinks about it too hard. Almost as though she feels something was averted and she's so grateful for it, but it's stretched, like a rubber band that could snap back at any time.
She hadn't wanted to let her out of her sight. Sometimes, like after New Orleans, she still doesn't.]
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I do, if I'm not speaking out of turn. I'm also not trying to change the subject. I know Erica's return has you rattled. I'm here for whatever you need. For strategization, to talk, personally handing over a restraining order...
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[She'll save him the ramble he seems to be sliding into. And she doesn't need a restraining order against Erica. She and Erica will sort their stuff out on their own.
This is a moment she wants to sit in, just for a little.]
And I'm really glad we took this trip.
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Me, too. After everything, you deserve it. It was high time the others took over the witch wars. ( he gives her hand a squeeze. ) Paris suits you.
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[The last time she was here, was when Allison was recovering from the nogitsune. Something that Lydia can still feel the echoes of in her bones when she thinks about it too hard. Almost as though she feels something was averted and she's so grateful for it, but it's stretched, like a rubber band that could snap back at any time.
She hadn't wanted to let her out of her sight. Sometimes, like after New Orleans, she still doesn't.]
And this has been a much better trip.
[No offense, Allison.]
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( And her father, he assumes, if he has his facts right. )
Well, next time I'll invite your best friend. We could double date. She has Sam Winchester on her arm.
( he's mostly, mostly kidding. )
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I think it's a bit soon for a couples vacation. But maybe if I can get them out to New York, we could at least have dinner.
[If Lydia is going to start to get serious with someone, Allison is going to want to meet them.]
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( He looks back out at the door to the cafe. )
You want to go inside?
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Yes. But after, maybe we could just walk around the city for a little while?
[She wants to just soak in the ambience for a little while longer.]
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( Bear with him. )
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We could. It is a feat of modern engineering that it hasn't fallen apart yet.
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( He loves Lydia's mind, is that not clear yet? )
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[But maybe that might be a nice place for a New Year's Eve kiss. But she does love that he loves her brain.]
Then we'll see about mathematic feats.
🎀
( But, how can he say no? He leans down to give her a public, romantic, lingering kiss, before leading her into the cafe. )