[He truly had thought she would have let him go at some point, but when he instead feels her fingers thread through his, his eyes glance down to see it was not an illusion. And before she consider releasing him, he'll tighten his own fingers over hers into a firm but not too tight hold.
Perhaps he's too old to feel the little tingle of warmth that such a simple gesture brings, especially since they just held hands on the way here, but it happens all the same. It's not like they often held hands even before, but it had always been a cute thing when it did happen. Now... It's like his only way to ensure he can still have some grasp on her. That the small, frayed threads that bind them are still there.
And that she feels them, too, nervous as she still is about.
To take his hand... If only she had taken his before... If only he had taken hers...
His thoughts fade as he watches go here and there, picking up more than he expected. And he, too, looked around with some interest, but perhaps because he was more preoccupied on wondering what she would choose, he didn't really pay much more attention or see anything of use to him.
—No wait, that tool kit. He needs to buy a new set, doesn't he? Hmmmmmmm. He really needs to finish setting up that desk and study...
Thinking to look more into such things later, he notices how Benedikta seems to be interested in the stall filled with bird and feather themed home decor. Remembering how her own place looked, he can't help a wry grin.]
Something here could look good for you.
[There, he'll say it for her as he picks up a a small mirror frame with a feather motif.]
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Perhaps he's too old to feel the little tingle of warmth that such a simple gesture brings, especially since they just held hands on the way here, but it happens all the same. It's not like they often held hands even before, but it had always been a cute thing when it did happen. Now... It's like his only way to ensure he can still have some grasp on her. That the small, frayed threads that bind them are still there.
And that she feels them, too, nervous as she still is about.
To take his hand... If only she had taken his before... If only he had taken hers...
His thoughts fade as he watches go here and there, picking up more than he expected. And he, too, looked around with some interest, but perhaps because he was more preoccupied on wondering what she would choose, he didn't really pay much more attention or see anything of use to him.
—No wait, that tool kit. He needs to buy a new set, doesn't he? Hmmmmmmm. He really needs to finish setting up that desk and study...
Thinking to look more into such things later, he notices how Benedikta seems to be interested in the stall filled with bird and feather themed home decor. Remembering how her own place looked, he can't help a wry grin.]
Something here could look good for you.
[There, he'll say it for her as he picks up a a small mirror frame with a feather motif.]