[...God, just. Let him go kind of quiet for a while, all right; this is nice but it's sort of A Lot, and as such processing it is going to slow down a bit while he tries to get himself sorted.
He won't stop with the hair-playing, though. That much is good.]
[That's fine, he's gotten used to this! Jaeger leans into the hair-playing, of course; it's comfortable and he really does enjoy it. For now he won't pester Wesker any further, though he's looking pretty damn pleased with himself.]
[It's going to take him a little while, because he's just not really sure what to do or say to any of this; he's aware that Jaeger is being patient with him, and also that he's looking incredibly pleased over there for whatever reason, but still...]
I ought to do something for you at some point. Seeing as you're going to be taking me out somewhere eventually.
...you know, if you want to think about something delightful, this conversation is happening while elsewhere there are approximately thirty screaming bats flapping their way through this house in abject terror while the dogs are having a wonderful time chasing the hell out of them
while this house is just coated in The Decor That Melania Trump Built
and they're all screeching badly-harmonized mariah carey in their fear
wesker doesn't mind the bats, granted, he thinks they're sort of cute
but i just wanted to immortalize this mental image in your head
the past several conversations have been held to a chorus of screeching sentient plant life occasionally streaking past in the background
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[the waffles were just, like. unexpectedly good, okay.]
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[because he isn't...]
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All of this is as good as you thought it would be, then. Back when we agreed to do this.
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He won't stop with the hair-playing, though. That much is good.]
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I ought to do something for you at some point. Seeing as you're going to be taking me out somewhere eventually.
[AND WE BOTH NAT-1'D ON GIFTING.]
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Oh, you don't have to, but I'd like that! Do you have any ideas...?
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Not particularly. I imagine something will come to me eventually, however.
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[DOES...DOES HE WANT TO KNOW, HE ISN'T SURE HE DOES.]
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[oh my god.]
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[like hell if he is going to let you call him shy again.]
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[Good lord.]
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[He laughs and squeezes Wesker's hand again. He's only joking. Probably.]
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...you know, if you want to think about something delightful, this conversation is happening while elsewhere there are approximately thirty screaming bats flapping their way through this house in abject terror while the dogs are having a wonderful time chasing the hell out of them
while this house is just coated in The Decor That Melania Trump Built
and they're all screeching badly-harmonized mariah carey in their fear
wesker doesn't mind the bats, granted, he thinks they're sort of cute
but i just wanted to immortalize this mental image in your head
the past several conversations have been held to a chorus of screeching sentient plant life occasionally streaking past in the background
you're welcome.]
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