[It doesn't hit right away, and he turns to look over at her with a curious gaze.]
What kind of weird...?
[Except when he looks right at her he knows immediately what kind of weird. It's a pinprickling, hot sort of sensation crawling over his skin and his mouth goes dry for a minute.]
...uh. [Yeah. Intelligent.] Okay, uh...we can just...ignore whatever the fuck this is, right?
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What kind of weird...?
[Except when he looks right at her he knows immediately what kind of weird. It's a pinprickling, hot sort of sensation crawling over his skin and his mouth goes dry for a minute.]
...uh. [Yeah. Intelligent.] Okay, uh...we can just...ignore whatever the fuck this is, right?