[oh, he would love to. Wrap himself around her like a pretzel and bury his face in her neck and never let her go ever again. They've managed it before, after all, sleeping together on a bed here. This time he consciously leans into her touch, even if he looks awkward doing it]
Yeah ... well. It's been a while, hasn't it.
[hesitant, strained smile]
I'd almost forgotten what you looked like.
[it's a weak, terrible joke and also a lie, because one month is nothing compared to two thousand years--where he really HAD forgotten the specifics of what she looked like--but they were still an incredibly painful number of weeks]
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Yeah ... well. It's been a while, hasn't it.
[hesitant, strained smile]
I'd almost forgotten what you looked like.
[it's a weak, terrible joke and also a lie, because one month is nothing compared to two thousand years--where he really HAD forgotten the specifics of what she looked like--but they were still an incredibly painful number of weeks]