Don’t I always? Jude thought, because if this had been anyone else they would have been pushing their luck here. Kieran, however, had made such a habit of pushing his luck that this was not nearly outrageous enough to justify picking a fight over. Or at least that was what Jude told himself, relaxing his shoulders in a silent sigh.
“I didn’t think you would be celebrating St. Valentine’s,” he put in, a little aware that his mouth had gone dry at the thought that Kieran had something to grin about. On what was an objectively stupid holiday.
Jude turned the garland of roses around in his hands, pretending to be absorbed in admiring the artistry, but mostly bemused by the fact Kieran was still here talking to him - and wishing, too, that he had just put them on without making a thing about it, if ‘it’ was a meaningless gesture because Kieran was especially bored.
At any rate, Jude supposed, if he was going to look absolutely stupid in a public place at least it was only the Augurey. “I’ll put them on if you promise me they’re not - charmed,” he surrendered, eyeing Kieran with a last vestige of suspicion.
“I didn’t think you would be celebrating St. Valentine’s,” he put in, a little aware that his mouth had gone dry at the thought that Kieran had something to grin about. On what was an objectively stupid holiday.
Jude turned the garland of roses around in his hands, pretending to be absorbed in admiring the artistry, but mostly bemused by the fact Kieran was still here talking to him - and wishing, too, that he had just put them on without making a thing about it, if ‘it’ was a meaningless gesture because Kieran was especially bored.
At any rate, Jude supposed, if he was going to look absolutely stupid in a public place at least it was only the Augurey. “I’ll put them on if you promise me they’re not - charmed,” he surrendered, eyeing Kieran with a last vestige of suspicion.
