[Tav is distracted for a moment by the beads of water on those dark lenses, and he reaches out tentatively to wipe them away, even if the water just keeps pouring down and making his effort redundant. He's still curious as to what's behind those shades, but also still afraid to ask if he can see. So he settles in comfortably, hyper-aware of skin on skin, of the caramel flush on his cheeks. In a way, this is kind of convenient for him; his lack of lower legs means there's no awkward bending of knees and finding places to put them. It also means he's very very close to Dave, but that's...alright.]
i THINK YOU'RE PROBABLY RIGHT, i HOPE, bUT YOU'RE DEFINITELY RIGHT, iN, uM, rEGARDS TO YOURSELF,
[And then, because Tav is right there and Dave is right there and why the hell not, he leans in close, arms resting around angular boy shoulders, and kisses Dave. And, well, that helps.]
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i THINK YOU'RE PROBABLY RIGHT,
i HOPE,
bUT YOU'RE DEFINITELY RIGHT,
iN, uM,
rEGARDS TO YOURSELF,
[And then, because Tav is right there and Dave is right there and why the hell not, he leans in close, arms resting around angular boy shoulders, and kisses Dave. And, well, that helps.]