[It is a lot, but it's like holding onto Avdolx2, just soaking up his love and affection. But Moody Blues is having the time of his life, practically burying his face into Magician's Red's neck and nuzzling the hell out of him. It's the goddamn life.
Once they sit, Abbacchio's hand is not leaving Avdol's, even as he pours tea for both of them. Like a badass, he manages to not really spill much.]
I wouldn't know. Never been to a desert. Hell, before now, I'd never even left Italy. It must've been something, traveling the world as you did.
[The question makes him duck his head, almost sheepish, NO FUCKING PUN INTENDED.] You're fine, I just-- I've never had this kind of attention before. I'm not gonna tell you to stop unless you're making yourself dirt poor or something. I just can't really compete with how thoughtful you are.
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Once they sit, Abbacchio's hand is not leaving Avdol's, even as he pours tea for both of them. Like a badass, he manages to not really spill much.]
I wouldn't know. Never been to a desert. Hell, before now, I'd never even left Italy. It must've been something, traveling the world as you did.
[The question makes him duck his head, almost sheepish, NO FUCKING PUN INTENDED.] You're fine, I just-- I've never had this kind of attention before. I'm not gonna tell you to stop unless you're making yourself dirt poor or something. I just can't really compete with how thoughtful you are.