[ Okay, back to the drawing board. The concession doesn't seem to faze him much, only the appearance of a second small wrinkle between his brows signifying his descent back into Deep Contemplation. ]
It is quite a lot to take in.
[ Drink your tea while you think, March. ]
Though if he never made his intentions clear up until this point, it wasn't very fair of him to call you cold-hearted for seeing him only as a friend. [ Just saying. ]
Maybe not, but I'm not mad at him for it. He was probably frustrated. [ Which, yes, still not technically her fault, but. ]
I guess, more than anything, I'm not sure how to get my thoughts in order. I told him I'd respond to him, but I hadn't thought about it before, so it feels sort of like trying to shove a bunch of puzzle pieces together with no idea what the final piece was supposed to look like in the first place.
[ Easier said than done, especially in the face of said potential awkwardness. ]
Talk to Malkuth about it. Or any of your other friends with more experience in the matter. [ Because Archons know he certainly doesn't have any experience with serious relationships. ] If you really are important to him, he'll wait no matter the awkwardness. And if the thought of him not waiting makes you feel uncomfortable, even though you believed when he said would.....maybe that's an answer in its own way.
How did you know? With Ishmael, I mean--that she wasn't just a friend?
[ Because she sure thought she and Ishmael had the solidarity where they were just nodding about friendship with guys who made them feel safe and now here they are! ]
[ What a great question! Give him a solid minute and a half to think about it while he stares into his half-full cup of tea. A lot of moments surface and then sink back down: the small bubble of elation that rose in his chest every time he caught sight of her in the halls, the unconscious sway of his body towards hers whenever they walked down the street together, the desire to linger nearby even after he'd run out of reasons to stay.
But in the end, no words of wisdom come spilling out of his mouth, only a single very candid reason. ]
When I realized I wanted to kiss her more often than not.
[ March wanted honesty and now she's getting it. ]
Is that so? In that case, should I go tell Ishmael that I think about kissing her more often than I should after I finish this cup of tea, in the hopes that it'll make a good impression on her?
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[ Hold on. He suddenly realizes he might be making a very big leap here. ]
You do like him, don't you? [ Does she?? ]
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[ Wow she is somehow managing to droop even further. ]
I don't know. Until this happened, I didn't even think about the possibility, I was just so happy he finally let me call him a friend...
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It is quite a lot to take in.
[ Drink your tea while you think, March. ]
Though if he never made his intentions clear up until this point, it wasn't very fair of him to call you cold-hearted for seeing him only as a friend. [ Just saying. ]
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Maybe not, but I'm not mad at him for it. He was probably frustrated. [ Which, yes, still not technically her fault, but. ]
I guess, more than anything, I'm not sure how to get my thoughts in order. I told him I'd respond to him, but I hadn't thought about it before, so it feels sort of like trying to shove a bunch of puzzle pieces together with no idea what the final piece was supposed to look like in the first place.
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Did he give you any sort of time limit?
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... Though I sort of feel like I should try to figure it out sooner rather than later, you know? Otherwise it might feel awkward for the both of us.
But he said he'd wait. I believe him.
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[ Easier said than done, especially in the face of said potential awkwardness. ]
Talk to Malkuth about it. Or any of your other friends with more experience in the matter. [ Because Archons know he certainly doesn't have any experience with serious relationships. ] If you really are important to him, he'll wait no matter the awkwardness. And if the thought of him not waiting makes you feel uncomfortable, even though you believed when he said would.....maybe that's an answer in its own way.
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March takes another sip of tea, mulling this over. It's true, what he says. ]
... Can I ask something personal?
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Sure. What is it?
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[ Because she sure thought she and Ishmael had the solidarity where they were just nodding about friendship with guys who made them feel safe and now here they are! ]
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But in the end, no words of wisdom come spilling out of his mouth, only a single very candid reason. ]
When I realized I wanted to kiss her more often than not.
[ March wanted honesty and now she's getting it. ]
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... [ After a moment, March cracks a weak but fond smile. ]
See, you can be romantic when you try. All those other people you never dated were missing out.
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Is that so? In that case, should I go tell Ishmael that I think about kissing her more often than I should after I finish this cup of tea, in the hopes that it'll make a good impression on her?
[ He's not going to do this. ]
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[ Like. Ever. ]
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[ he's still not gonna do it, but like.... ]
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[ We had one (1) whole heartfelt talk and that was Too Much, apparently. ]
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Your next ten mission paychecks?
[ Don't worry, he's still not gonna do it. ]
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[ Well, how nice that March will not starve to death (there's a cafeteria) HOW NICE ]
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[ What does that mean? Is that a yes or a no? Once again, he will not be elaborating. ]
How are you feeling? [ About the whole kissing thing, specifically. ]
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Feeling...? Well, a little less panicked, I guess. [ He means about the everything, right ]
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That's good. [ And yes, he did mean about everything. ] Hopefully it'll be easier to think things through from here on out.
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I hope so... I'm not exactly sure how to figure it out yet, but maybe I just need the time and it'll come to me.
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[ Sorry, he's obligated to be a tea freak. ]
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[ Or, you know. Get her own. But sounds like an invite to her-- ]
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[ That's code for please come over, I am so lonely with no one to drink tea with— ]
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