Ford wasn't aware that Dodonus was moving until he tickled his arm, at which point Ford reflexively tucked it back down by his side and used his other arm to shield his chest from further attack. By that point Tycho was sitting on the sofa just inches away. Ford had to crane his neck to look up at him because of the angle. He had an impulse to scoot up a bit and lay his head in Tycho's lap.
He must be missing Macnair more than he'd realized, because this was new. Ford and Tycho were friends, but they were not the sort of friends who cuddled on the couch on a casual Thursday afternoon.
Fortunately before he could think too hard about it Tycho interrupted his train of thought by dabbing paint on his cheek. "Stop that," he said with a laugh, reaching up to try and rub it off and only succeeding in rubbing color all over his cheek and hand. "You'll ruin my suit."
He must be missing Macnair more than he'd realized, because this was new. Ford and Tycho were friends, but they were not the sort of friends who cuddled on the couch on a casual Thursday afternoon.
Fortunately before he could think too hard about it Tycho interrupted his train of thought by dabbing paint on his cheek. "Stop that," he said with a laugh, reaching up to try and rub it off and only succeeding in rubbing color all over his cheek and hand. "You'll ruin my suit."
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