Re: Comic Book Heroes: Alex/Holly/Billy
Dark eyes narrowed slightly in consideration of Holly, when Billy wasn’t entirely sure if the eye roll had been directed at him or not. He’d been going for middling vague because, y’know, let’s not traumatize the kid before he’s hardly even settled in, etc. But the expression could have been commiseration, too. Holly was a lot harder to read than most people. So he let it go, and clarified instead. “He argued about the concept of letting off steam in general, or that he needed to do it?” He sounded skeptical even to his own ears, because hello, what the hell warranted going out and getting obliterated more than being displaced from a different freaking universe? Not a lot, was Billy’s executive decision.
The nod was not a ‘no’. Billy could accept the non-committal nod, especially in consideration of the fact that he didn’t even know if Tandy would be cool with the idea of a party in their space. Billy wondered if he might have to sway the guy by going with, like, a super immersive sci-fi theme. “We’ll be fine,” he said, with a careless shrug. “We can just get a trench coat and Alex can sit on my shoulders. Or we’ll learn, like, stilt-walking. We’ll make the mutants feel at home, right?”He glanced to the kid behind the counter for an affirmation, extending the joke to include him. Size jokes were water off a duck’s back at this point, as long as Holly didn’t pick up on calling him ‘Tiny’. Which, ftr, Billy suspected as unlikely because it very much came across as an endearment despite his protests against its use.
“Shoot me a message with some bands you like and I’ll see if I can pull some stuff for you,” he offered to Alex, taking his change and pocketing it along with his wallet. Billy took the bag with his single issue when it was handed over and suddenly his smile stretched wider and more mischievous than it’d been yet. “That is something I would pay to see,” he said, taking a couple of steps backward and levelling a casual finger gun at Alex’s chest from mid-torso height. He was thinking not so much about Tandy actually dancing, but about watching the blushing blondie trying to lure an unwitting Tandy out to the dance floor. “I’ll figure it out and keep you guys posted.”
The finger gun turned into an open-palmed wave as he turned on his heel and headed for the door, then spoke one last over his shoulder in Holly’s general direction: “Say hi to Noah for me, dude.” Which, okay, he doubted was going to happen, but he was going for pax, here. He thought that Tandy would be proud of him as the bell above the door chimed again to announce his departure, and he ducked out to head over to his new place.