Oh, he does not believe that for a second, especially not when it comes with a smile like that. But what choice does he have? He doesn't want to know what will happen if he leaves it well alone.
Before he accepts it, though, he takes a moment to press his fingers to his wrist, and when he first doesn't notice a pulse, he feels very cold. Then he realises he's never actually checked for a pulse before and he has no idea if it's usually there or not so, well ...
Still not a gamble he wants to take. Dahlia, he can handle.
He returns the smile with one of his own, not equally as sweet, but almost.
"Thank you, Dollie."
And he picks up the box, and realises that comes with a new problem. How is he even supposed to do that? Maybe he'll just ... close it for now, figure that out later.
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Before he accepts it, though, he takes a moment to press his fingers to his wrist, and when he first doesn't notice a pulse, he feels very cold. Then he realises he's never actually checked for a pulse before and he has no idea if it's usually there or not so, well ...
Still not a gamble he wants to take. Dahlia, he can handle.
He returns the smile with one of his own, not equally as sweet, but almost.
"Thank you, Dollie."
And he picks up the box, and realises that comes with a new problem. How is he even supposed to do that? Maybe he'll just ... close it for now, figure that out later.