[Carter gives him a smiley face in the real world, then steps inside. He lingers, a little awkward, not sure whether to do anything else - a hug? a kiss on the cheek? - because everything has been such an up and down and one mess after the other and they haven't really seen much of each other and it's honestly a little hard to know where they even stand.
In the end he reaches out to touch his arm gently, maybe a little searchingly - I like you? Do you still like me? Maybe there'll be another date at some point if they can stop transforming into monsters every other week? - and moves over to take the mug and warm his hands.]
That smells good. A lot better than the stuff in the clinic. We should get a new machine for it...
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[Carter gives him a smiley face in the real world, then steps inside. He lingers, a little awkward, not sure whether to do anything else - a hug? a kiss on the cheek? - because everything has been such an up and down and one mess after the other and they haven't really seen much of each other and it's honestly a little hard to know where they even stand.
In the end he reaches out to touch his arm gently, maybe a little searchingly - I like you? Do you still like me? Maybe there'll be another date at some point if they can stop transforming into monsters every other week? - and moves over to take the mug and warm his hands.]
That smells good. A lot better than the stuff in the clinic. We should get a new machine for it...