Theodore Nott (![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} nottfinished) wrote in ![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/community.gif){kind=small} finnigans_rpg, |
The idea of family outings like the one Ernie described were all but myth to Theo but the way Ernie described his experiences drew him in. He watched the painting and it was like he could almost understand what Ernie was talking about. He could definitely imagine Ernie in that girl's place though, perched on top of some high lonely place against a sunset, looking out over it all.
He looked back at Ernie and saw something there that he hadn't really seen on Ernie before, a kind of soft vulnerability that Theo didn't have a name for. "Yeah? I'd like to." He answered the shy look on Ernie's face with his usual shy smile, but his hand moved just a little so his little finger did a little more than brush up against Ernie's. He could pass it off as an accident, he could blame the fact that he had no feeling in that finger so he wasn't aware that he'd just made that move, but he wasn't going to. It was tentative and half-aborted but he'd still made it.