[ though he leans back where he'd normally hunch forward in an effort to protect his ribs, one foot still taps with his tell-tale nervous (at once excited and frightened) energy, reserved for reworking theories. by now, he's switched into more casual attire for his night job. a grey crew neck and dark trousers, steel-toed boots. a little scruffier than he was the month prior, too.
in his haste (whirring in his head), he'd forgotten to grab a bite tonight. at carter's offer, his features loosen, breaking up the tight lines and wrinkles of thought on his face. oh. that's very — thoughtful.
like jemma. ]
[ a little duck of his head, as he budges up to make room for her. ] Thank you, Carter. [ one corner of his mouth tugs to the side, not quite a smile. a bite and then, ] Quick thinking.
[ he cases their surroundings then, with the evening crowds (morning, if the faintly rising light is any indication of the natural hour). plenty of people to cover their chatter. ]
Shall I get into the list?
[ that he hadn't realised he'd been maintaining meticulously, tucked in a locked cabinet in his mind, with the key appearing alongside her comments on the importance of knowing. unsettling, if he thinks about it too long (he's been thinking about it the entire way here). his gaze fixes somewhere in the distance, even as he digs into the food. ]
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in his haste (whirring in his head), he'd forgotten to grab a bite tonight. at carter's offer, his features loosen, breaking up the tight lines and wrinkles of thought on his face. oh. that's very — thoughtful.
like jemma. ]
[ a little duck of his head, as he budges up to make room for her. ] Thank you, Carter. [ one corner of his mouth tugs to the side, not quite a smile. a bite and then, ] Quick thinking.
[ he cases their surroundings then, with the evening crowds (morning, if the faintly rising light is any indication of the natural hour). plenty of people to cover their chatter. ]
Shall I get into the list?
[ that he hadn't realised he'd been maintaining meticulously, tucked in a locked cabinet in his mind, with the key appearing alongside her comments on the importance of knowing. unsettling, if he thinks about it too long (he's been thinking about it the entire way here). his gaze fixes somewhere in the distance, even as he digs into the food. ]