[He’s always been shy, and though he feels perpetually more comfortable in his own skin around Iona as time passes. Still, the glisten of amusement in her eyes makes him cast his gaze downward, pretending to fiddle the camera’s settings. It’s not enough to wipe away the small grin pulling at his lips.]
Just… spur of the moment, I guess. I like how you look in this light— [Michael makes a small gesture at the window beside the couch, the way the light shutters through the blinds and falls across her lap.] —so I thought I might take advantage of it.
Well, I always like how you look. You know what I mean. But it can wait until later, it doesn’t have to be right now.
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[He’s always been shy, and though he feels perpetually more comfortable in his own skin around Iona as time passes. Still, the glisten of amusement in her eyes makes him cast his gaze downward, pretending to fiddle the camera’s settings. It’s not enough to wipe away the small grin pulling at his lips.]
Just… spur of the moment, I guess. I like how you look in this light— [Michael makes a small gesture at the window beside the couch, the way the light shutters through the blinds and falls across her lap.] —so I thought I might take advantage of it.
Well, I always like how you look. You know what I mean. But it can wait until later, it doesn’t have to be right now.