To: [comfortably clueless] From: [much happier doctor]
(That can be arranged. He'll probably need it again in the morning after all this comfy business - bring both yourselves down and we'll run through it.)
Ironic, isn't it? *innocent look*
*nods* That would be good. He's restrained at the moment, but when he's stronger, reading material would be perfect. Music at the moment wouldn't be a bad idea, possibly those books on CD? Since he's tied down? I know you're the goddess of all things musically inclined, which is why I'm mentioning it to you.
Yes and no. We work out together - he spots me, I spot him, and we've been talking for a couple of months now. And the flirting, obviously, because this _is_ Haroun we're talking about. I think he needs friends - he seemed so... alone when he came back. I suppose losing your home does that, opens you up.
Ahem.
Any way, yes, he needed to talk. To someone who wasn't one of the guys, you know? And apparently I have that listening face. ;)
Holding works. Okay, having a sappy moment here. Complete with version of the grin. That's so sweet and lovely and okay I'm done.
Maddie.
PS: Ah. Damn crises. How the hell are any of us supposed to have a life if people keep disappearing or being eaten by demons and the like?
Subject: Hands! Hands in interesting new places!
From: [much happier doctor]
(That can be arranged. He'll probably need it again in the morning after all this comfy business - bring both yourselves down and we'll run through it.)
Ironic, isn't it? *innocent look*
*nods* That would be good. He's restrained at the moment, but when he's stronger, reading material would be perfect. Music at the moment wouldn't be a bad idea, possibly those books on CD? Since he's tied down? I know you're the goddess of all things musically inclined, which is why I'm mentioning it to you.
Yes and no. We work out together - he spots me, I spot him, and we've been talking for a couple of months now. And the flirting, obviously, because this _is_ Haroun we're talking about. I think he needs friends - he seemed so... alone when he came back. I suppose losing your home does that, opens you up.
Ahem.
Any way, yes, he needed to talk. To someone who wasn't one of the guys, you know? And apparently I have that listening face. ;)
Holding works. Okay, having a sappy moment here. Complete with version of the grin. That's so sweet and lovely and okay I'm done.
Maddie.
PS: Ah. Damn crises. How the hell are any of us supposed to have a life if people keep disappearing or being eaten by demons and the like?