He studies the offending item of furniture behind them considerately, giving a hum as he stares at it like it might somehow reach out and bite him. The truth is that he's still leaping at the idea of having the ability to touch and hold and kiss, he doesn't need to push them towards anything else, even if a part of him desperately wants it.
Laughing a little, but not at Faraday, it's a soft huff as he reaches through his hair to tame offending curls (he hasn't had a cut in ages and it's starting to get unruly) before he moves his fingers to scratch at Faraday's scalp and do the same. "Maybe. Maybe not," he admits, because if this is so new to Faraday, he doesn't want to spook him off.
Maybe it's not exactly the same as a horse, but it is very close, he thinks.
"Just this once," he decides, "I'm going to let you have control and not bicker with you. Maybe," he admits, because he still thinks that something might happen to make him argue. "What do you want to do? Anything you want," he promises. "Or half of it or a quarter, we do that."
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Date: 2018-01-11 08:54 pm (UTC)Laughing a little, but not at Faraday, it's a soft huff as he reaches through his hair to tame offending curls (he hasn't had a cut in ages and it's starting to get unruly) before he moves his fingers to scratch at Faraday's scalp and do the same. "Maybe. Maybe not," he admits, because if this is so new to Faraday, he doesn't want to spook him off.
Maybe it's not exactly the same as a horse, but it is very close, he thinks.
"Just this once," he decides, "I'm going to let you have control and not bicker with you. Maybe," he admits, because he still thinks that something might happen to make him argue. "What do you want to do? Anything you want," he promises. "Or half of it or a quarter, we do that."