[ The gratitude is spoken softly before he shifts his weight, sitting up straighter with a quiet clearing of his throat. That blush is fading in the cool air but not fast enough, the heater's blue tint washing out any dangerously telling color. ]
It's not a big deal, I just figured... well. Either I'd say it to you seriously or as a joke, and you'd find it funny both ways. Better if I do it now.
[ So he turns, looking Cain right in the eyes with that almost troubled expression. Like he's about to do something he regrets. ]
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[ The gratitude is spoken softly before he shifts his weight, sitting up straighter with a quiet clearing of his throat. That blush is fading in the cool air but not fast enough, the heater's blue tint washing out any dangerously telling color. ]
It's not a big deal, I just figured... well. Either I'd say it to you seriously or as a joke, and you'd find it funny both ways. Better if I do it now.
[ So he turns, looking Cain right in the eyes with that almost troubled expression. Like he's about to do something he regrets. ]
чтоб... тебе дети в суп срали.