Timothy Drake (![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} doyouevenlift) wrote in ![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/community.gif){kind=small} gooseberry, |
Chris beams, because okay that is a roundabout way of saying 'okay' but he'll take it. Chris pulls her closer when she leans on him, but he is carefully not hugging her. Not technically, at least.
"Okay, good - I'm sure that rock is okay - because these woods are creepy as fuck. I mean I'm sure that rock's not okay about that - that rock probably lives its entire life in fear and actually -" Chris breaks off, and backtracks and rescues the rock from the ground, because really, that's just no way to live. He quickly returns to Rosy and warms his arm back around her shoulder. "It's okay, the rock's just gonna come with us. It deserves to go home too." He puts the rock in his coat pocket and - it immediately drops to the ground, because he's totally definitely not wearing a coat, WHERE THE FUCK DID IT EVEN GO, HE ONLY HAS ONE.
Chris swoops down and rescues the rock a second time, "Sorry dude, forgot I misplaced that pocket," he told the rock gently, before shoving it in the pocket of his jeans. "Anyway - I'm totally warm and shit, yes."