... [ There's a very small sigh; for a minute, Sara looks almost wistful. ]
Class VII is disbanding. Because of what they've had a chance to experience for themselves, they're already heading out to mark their places in the world.
I didn't think you would. There's no reason to be stubborn at this point, anyway.
[ And boy is she glad that he's behaving himself on that front. Then again, Barnham's been through his own version of hell-- she can only imagine how bone-deep his tiredness really runs. ]
I should have known I'd actually have to spell it out, but-- [ She's just leaning in now, until their noses are touching, and then she lowers her voice. ]
Girls like attention, Zach. They like feeling that they're the center of someone's world, even if it's just for a little while.
Let's just... get something straight right now. [ even though it looks like she's trying valiantly not to laugh because he sure did just say "please you in every form" with such solemnity. ]
As much as I hate to say this because it sounds ridiculously cheesy-- you don't need to learn that much. The Zacharias Barnham who fusses and takes almost everything seriously but still has some sass to him and who kept insisting on being the one to keep me supported-- that pleases me very much.
And the rest'll come to you without my help, probably.
[ In (semi) public, Barnham?? He's definitely grown in one regard, and it makes Sara smile into the kiss, briefly slipping her fingers into his hair and letting the sensation linger.
She's not used to relationships. She's not used to someone caring about her this much with a certain level of sincere intensity, and if Barnham's willing to learn as much as he can-- Sara can put forth some effort into actually making sure this is a relationship for the both of them. ]
See? [ It's a soft whisper when she speaks again, and something in her gaze has likewise softened. ] You're already doing just fine.
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It's a lot to take in, but he appreciates the business-like manner of the report; he's quiet for a moment, processing that, before he nods.]
That does not sound all too different from my current duties.
[Sounds doable.]
As for your class...what is the situation with them now?
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Class VII is disbanding. Because of what they've had a chance to experience for themselves, they're already heading out to mark their places in the world.
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[He can imagine how bittersweet that is.]
Interesting... so your teaching career is over?
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[ Ultimately for the best. ]
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And also keep an eye on your students, I presume, with this newfound freedom of yours.
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If I run into them at all, I'll consider myself lucky.
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He's sure they'll run into some of her kids over the course of their work.]
Regardless, I suppose we shall have our hands full.
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[He likes having things to do and tasks to resolve and people to protect.]
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[ Maybe she's still a little concerned. ]
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It does not seem there's much else to do here, but... I certainly shall not take it for granted.
[He was exhausted after that whole mess, and he's still a little mentally tired.]
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[ And boy is she glad that he's behaving himself on that front. Then again, Barnham's been through his own version of hell-- she can only imagine how bone-deep his tiredness really runs. ]
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[Look, he knows... he's been stubborn enough for a lifetime.
Besides.
When he has Sara to cozy up with, it's hard to think of reasons to not want to be in bed.]
I assure you, I have no intentions of causing you any more trouble or concern.
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[ someone sure sounds chipper. ]
I think you're smart enough to find ways to make it up to me.
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Ah.
Right.
[wait no he kind of needs a hint here]
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Ooooor you might not figure it out.
[ Not without help, anyway. He sure looks blank. ]
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... What is it you would like as a means of making it up to you?
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I should have known I'd actually have to spell it out, but-- [ She's just leaning in now, until their noses are touching, and then she lowers her voice. ]
Girls like attention, Zach. They like feeling that they're the center of someone's world, even if it's just for a little while.
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Oh???
Oh. It all clicks at that very easily, and he clears his throat.
A-ahem.]
I... I see.
Then... yes, I believe I shall be able to make this up to you.
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We'll have to work on your confidence level, too. You "believe", huh?
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I am not so arrogant as to assume I shall immediately be able to completely and totally please you in every form.
[Sara pls!!]
That, I assume, is something that shall take time. However... I am certainly willing to learn.
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Let's just... get something straight right now. [ even though it looks like she's trying valiantly not to laugh because he sure did just say "please you in every form" with such solemnity. ]
As much as I hate to say this because it sounds ridiculously cheesy-- you don't need to learn that much. The Zacharias Barnham who fusses and takes almost everything seriously but still has some sass to him and who kept insisting on being the one to keep me supported-- that pleases me very much.
And the rest'll come to you without my help, probably.
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Still...
That gets his lips to quirk upwards in a smile. Sara... is pretty cute, isn't she?]
... Very well then. I shall have faith in that.
[In the meantime, if she's going to be so close, he sees no reason not to cup her cheek and press his lips to hers.]
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She's not used to relationships. She's not used to someone caring about her this much with a certain level of sincere intensity, and if Barnham's willing to learn as much as he can-- Sara can put forth some effort into actually making sure this is a relationship for the both of them. ]
See? [ It's a soft whisper when she speaks again, and something in her gaze has likewise softened. ] You're already doing just fine.
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But.
This is definitely fine, and he just shifts to press his forehead to hers instead, sighing softly.]
I must admit--you do make this sort of thing rather easy.
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