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Dean Thomas (artistdean) wrote in finnigans_rpg,

"Okay, little tight there, grabby," he said shifting so she relaxed her arms slightly. Not that it had actually been painful, just a little restrictive.

He smiled slightly and nodded. "Yeah, me too. Well, somewhere between that and I'll be massively glad when it's over. And thanks, it'll be much easier if we don't have to go hunting through boxes or something."

"You found somewhere already?" he asked, surprised. Although of course Susan tended towards being far more efficient than he was about decisions like that. "I might just call in on her sometime," he added, still idly stroking Shadow.

"Yeah, thanks for lighting the candles by the way. It's incredibly grounding, the whole smell thing, and yes, dog licks apparently," he said, chuckling as Shadow licked his hand. "Not exactly something I associate with any of my trigger events."

"Oi! Not a fan of makeup thanks, and I doubt you have it in my colour anyway. I mean I'm sure everyone would find it hilarious but, not my thing." He was grinning at the mental image of himself dressed as a woman but then he sighed and slumped slightly. "I'm not lying about it, and she's observant enough to ask when I'm short on coffee never mind after this. And I've been planning on telling her for a while. You know, at least a decent amount of it. It can just be a lot to take in, and it's not like she's from here really."