Re: Venturing out into the world: Marta / Seven
[A few minutes is too long. He's running through it in his head: the time it should take her to roll out of bed in her room, or from the one sectional couch that she's claimed downstairs as her own when she doesn't feel like making the trip all the way up to the second floor. Three or four minutes to tug some clean clothes on, or pull a brush through her hair. Even being generous with his count, he tops out at six minutes, and she still manages to surpass that before he finally hears the mechanical grind of the gate sliding open.
Still, he's working on his widest smile by the time Marta reaches the truck. Instincts are to come around to the passenger side and help her in with a hand on her waist - even with the running board, the truck is high -, but he got snapped at the last time. So he waits, thumbs tapping a rapid beat against the steering wheel.]
Hey there, Sleeping Beauty. [It's said so lightly, his smile gentle and just barely teasing, like he's testing the waters. One arm stretches behind him to the backseat, rubbing against the top of Devi's head. Then he leans in across the middle console, lips searching to brush a kiss against Marta's temple.] You ready?