[ Her current socks are very sweet, and based on what little he knows about her, perfectly in line with everything in her wardrobe.
Charlie is used to being looked at askance, mostly because he's severely underdressed for whatever it is that's going on, or because he's still nursing a fresh burn or some article of his clothing is lightly charred. Usually he's charming enough to make up for it, though, and when he's not he's perfectly capable of simply pretending not to notice. The scrutiny they get over her leg in his lap gets no reaction from him.
Presumably he's going to get gently hassled by his coworkers and friends for the comfortable way Luna has with him, but he doesn't mind the future ribbing.
The orange in her beer looks refreshing. Charlie's is a darker brew, foam clinging to the edges of the glass, the hops sharp and bitter on his tongue as he takes a casual swig. ]
I always smell a bit like a campfire, I think, [ he admits with a laugh. ] It went well. We've mapped out its territory, found where it's been feeding, and plotted where we think it's going to nest. Now we just wait to see if we're proven correct.
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[ Her current socks are very sweet, and based on what little he knows about her, perfectly in line with everything in her wardrobe.
Charlie is used to being looked at askance, mostly because he's severely underdressed for whatever it is that's going on, or because he's still nursing a fresh burn or some article of his clothing is lightly charred. Usually he's charming enough to make up for it, though, and when he's not he's perfectly capable of simply pretending not to notice. The scrutiny they get over her leg in his lap gets no reaction from him.
Presumably he's going to get gently hassled by his coworkers and friends for the comfortable way Luna has with him, but he doesn't mind the future ribbing.
The orange in her beer looks refreshing. Charlie's is a darker brew, foam clinging to the edges of the glass, the hops sharp and bitter on his tongue as he takes a casual swig. ]
I always smell a bit like a campfire, I think, [ he admits with a laugh. ] It went well. We've mapped out its territory, found where it's been feeding, and plotted where we think it's going to nest. Now we just wait to see if we're proven correct.