[The soft laugh, the warmth of Jeb's hand... Mithos feels his heart flutter and swell - an odd sensation, but he's come to expect it around Jeb. He doesn't mind at all.]
...Y-Yes. That would be nice... [it gives him time to take a good, up-close look of the boy. Or two. Or three.]
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...Y-Yes. That would be nice... [it gives him time to take a good, up-close look of the boy. Or two. Or three.]