Re: Dinner: Athelstan and Ragnar
Meant to be. He rolled the handle of his fork back and for between his fingers. It wasn't only past tense, but current as well, though now there was only Ragnar -- and now him -- to make it a family. "I'm not property," he said, smiling, because they both knew it was true -- he was not property and he was Ragnar's.
"You've never been silly," he added, feeling the warmth of Ragnar's palm through the thin cloth of his pants. He doubted even his presence could make Ragnar silly, no matter what he said.
"I have spent a lot of time on boats," Athelstan said, somewhat wryly as he watched Ragnar begin on his dinner. "I have never been on a cruise." It seemed altogether different than the fishing boats he had been on in the last few years -- and a welcome change at that. "Where would we go? What would we see? I haven't been back to -- to home, since I left. Would you want to go back there first? To see how it has changed?"
Athelstan thought he might like to and only too late did he realize the implication of Ragnar's words and shrugged. "Do you not think we'll end up in each other's rooms anyway? We'll want to talk, we should have a joint room so we don't disturb anyone else."