[He's crying I'm crying Chiron did not mean it that way and has a minor traffic jam moment inside his own head when he actually sits on what Emet says--]
Ah, I meant more that-- [Rubbing at his neck] Perhaps further discussion on that for another day...
[Y'know what he's just going to slip the wedding RSVP his way, there ya go.]
[Whelp nevermind the traffic jam in his head turned into a car crash and he just makes an undignified sound in the back of his throat, gaze bouncing between his hand and Emet's face and--]
-- Understood.
[He refuses to look at either Hansa or Alex so he'll just. Meet eyes with the ceiling for now]
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Ah, I meant more that-- [Rubbing at his neck] Perhaps further discussion on that for another day...
[Y'know what he's just going to slip the wedding RSVP his way, there ya go.]
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[he exhales a long sigh, and takes that rsvp-- then briefly takes chiron's hand, lifting it to press a kiss to the knuckles.]
Later, then.
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-- Understood.
[He refuses to look at either Hansa or Alex so he'll just. Meet eyes with the ceiling for now]
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[he gets a little smirk, there.]