[ Oh, he didn't mean to do that. To make Verso shutter away, to cocoon himself in self-deprecation, to mistake Clive's conviction as expectation. He thinks of Joshua and his small hands balled into fists whenever their mother crowed at him about staying inside, about not consorting with the so-called orphans and ill-conceived children in their neighborhood; god, the weight of it. Like Joshua, Verso needn't be anything but himself, but Clive is aware of how comical that would sound coming from a man who just had a full-on mental swordfight with his literal inner demon.
So, instead: something lighter. Which is what this exercise was supposed to be about, with all apologies owed to Verso. Clive shakes his head at the assertion about Verso having to do anything, and shifts sideways on his bedroll to press his lips to the crown of Verso's head. ]
I like you as you are. [ Just in case he hasn't made this abundantly clear. Clive is crazy for Verso, and there's no shame in admitting it.
That said, he adds: ] Similarities to a Petank and all.
[ Teasing. Verso is hardly a skittish little thing who balks at the mere possibility of an encounter, but he's quick and full of tricks and is prone to changing the rules of the game. Of all the Nevrons they've had to deal with, Clive thinks the Petanks are unusually endearing.
And, with that, he pinches the bridge of Verso's very nicely-shaped nose. Honk. ]
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So, instead: something lighter. Which is what this exercise was supposed to be about, with all apologies owed to Verso. Clive shakes his head at the assertion about Verso having to do anything, and shifts sideways on his bedroll to press his lips to the crown of Verso's head. ]
I like you as you are. [ Just in case he hasn't made this abundantly clear. Clive is crazy for Verso, and there's no shame in admitting it.
That said, he adds: ] Similarities to a Petank and all.
[ Teasing. Verso is hardly a skittish little thing who balks at the mere possibility of an encounter, but he's quick and full of tricks and is prone to changing the rules of the game. Of all the Nevrons they've had to deal with, Clive thinks the Petanks are unusually endearing.
And, with that, he pinches the bridge of Verso's very nicely-shaped nose. Honk. ]