Richard Harrington Summerby (![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} the_richard) wrote in ![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/community.gif){kind=small} finnigans_rpg, |
He smiled at her comment about plenty of time, but then Rich could only shake his head as a frown came and went on his face. "That's just... wrong. Well, you can certainly say you've been on a date now. We didn't hold hands, but we went arm in arm for a while. We can hold hands going home if that will make it official. Now a kiss... a kiss should be between people that have real feeling for each other, or it's just one of those dry greetings you get from friends and family. Wouldn't take that first special kiss away from you when this is just our first time going out."
"The ones call you crazy have never seen crazy, gone face to face with Bellatrix - now there was crazy, and bad crazy at that. You look at things your own way, do things with your own style, they don't understand because you're not like everybody else. But everybody's crazy, at least a little. Or at least different from everybody else. Look at me; rich enough to be called eccentric for my broom racing. Rubbing shoulders at two hundred plus in a corner. Riding right on the edge of control because thats the most alive I've felt since the war, when it really was life and death. Somebody calls you crazy tell 'em to sod off."
He smiled then. "Then that's settled. In and out of the muggle world with my work. Most are pretty tolerant, some aren't. Pretty much your usual run of people. And look at you, out in the muggle world right now, with nary a bit of trouble. Like I said, any time you want to see more of the world, even the muggle world, just let me know."