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Tazenhani · 01-11-2011, 04:07 AM

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Originally Posted by grangerfan8

She stopped poking his stomach when he took hold of her foot and started to massage it, eyes rolling playfully at his comment about his being a man. "Socks and warming charms keep your feet warm when it gets cold. Toe lint just makes your feet all stinky and dirty." At least in her opinion it did. "Being a man is a bad excuse for toe lint. You'll have to come up with another excuse or get ride of the lint." Obviously she preferred the latter.

Chuckling Sabel watched her as he let his fingers work without the guidance of his eyes. "True, but it does make them feel lived in." Pursing his lips he tilted his head to the side slightly. "Maybe that was why mom always got me socks for Christmas."

There was a brief moment of silence with that statement, but to his surprise it wasn't unpleasant. Rather it was fond and brought some more warmth to his core. He had expected to get upset and push the memory away, for it to cause pain and discomfort, but for the time at least, it seemed quite the opposite. The sting was still there, but it was small in comparison to the happy memories of Christmas's shared.

Shaking his head a little, he returned his thoughts to the present and gave Arya a soft smile. "Well, if you would like me to get rid of the lint, I shall get rid of it. Otherwise I shall have to come up with another reason."

01-11-2011, 04:07 AM	#165 (permalink)
Tazenhani DMLE & DoM Doxy Join Date: Oct 2009 Posts: 6,150 Hogwarts RPG Name: Amur Neverwinter Fourth Year	~ Rise and Rise Again, Until Lambs become Lions ~ Quote: Originally Posted by grangerfan8 She stopped poking his stomach when he took hold of her foot and started to massage it, eyes rolling playfully at his comment about his being a man. "Socks and warming charms keep your feet warm when it gets cold. Toe lint just makes your feet all stinky and dirty." At least in her opinion it did. *"Being a man* is a bad excuse for toe lint. You'll have to come up with another excuse or get ride of the lint." Obviously she preferred the latter. Chuckling Sabel watched her as he let his fingers work without the guidance of his eyes. "True, but it does make them feel lived in." Pursing his lips he tilted his head to the side slightly. "Maybe that was why mom always got me socks for Christmas." There was a brief moment of silence with that statement, but to his surprise it wasn't unpleasant. Rather it was fond and brought some more warmth to his core. He had expected to get upset and push the memory away, for it to cause pain and discomfort, but for the time at least, it seemed quite the opposite. The sting was still there, but it was small in comparison to the happy memories of Christmas's shared. Shaking his head a little, he returned his thoughts to the present and gave Arya a soft smile. "Well, if you would like me to get rid of the lint, I shall get rid of it. Otherwise I shall have to come up with another reason."** __________________ I've got a fire for a heart._________________________________________________ I'm not scared of the dark._________________________________________ _______________________________________You've never seen it look so easy.