"Hard to forget," but Galo had felt like he was shying away from that fire. And it's hard to blame him given what he told Lio of his past. But right yes, clothes, he supposes are a good idea. He dresses as well and wanders after Galo, watching as he checks over the eggs.
The smile that settles over his features is warm and almost painfully content.
Maybe that's the explanation for the tears that he's very much trying to blink back when Galo changes back. Lio turns quickly away and clears his throat, lifting a hand to surreptitiously scrub away a tear that escaped. Somehow, this is real. Somehow this is his.
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Date: 2020-09-27 05:41 am (UTC)The smile that settles over his features is warm and almost painfully content.
Maybe that's the explanation for the tears that he's very much trying to blink back when Galo changes back. Lio turns quickly away and clears his throat, lifting a hand to surreptitiously scrub away a tear that escaped. Somehow, this is real. Somehow this is his.
"So... breakfast?"