R stares, so relieved he freezes in place before he remembers that’s bordering on creepy. “Good.”
He plays around with his own appetizer, swirling it around with his finger. He’s being daring and try to mix in raw steak with what might be sautéed asparagus and mushrooms. There’s probably some fancy name for the sauce that’s dripped over it, artsy and darting across the plate. Knowing his usual reaction to human food, R suspects he’ll be throwing it up later.
Or maybe not. With the Cure, who knows?
“Julie, I…” R opens his mouth after he’s choked down some of his own appetizer. He should bring up Perry now instead of sitting on it. But then he sees Julie look at him, expectant, and he loses his nerve again. His mouth flops, feeling particularly zombie-like today. “Wanted…say like…being…with you. Thank you.”
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He plays around with his own appetizer, swirling it around with his finger. He’s being daring and try to mix in raw steak with what might be sautéed asparagus and mushrooms. There’s probably some fancy name for the sauce that’s dripped over it, artsy and darting across the plate. Knowing his usual reaction to human food, R suspects he’ll be throwing it up later.
Or maybe not. With the Cure, who knows?
“Julie, I…” R opens his mouth after he’s choked down some of his own appetizer. He should bring up Perry now instead of sitting on it. But then he sees Julie look at him, expectant, and he loses his nerve again. His mouth flops, feeling particularly zombie-like today. “Wanted…say like…being…with you. Thank you.”