[ She grabs his attention when she happily laughs, tilting his head towards her just in time for her to take his hand to go pointing it up at the stars. Guiding him along, and away from the Big Dipper he was about to demonstrate and point out. ]
What?
[ He asks with a trailed chuckle at the end of the word. Curiously, he takes this more seriously, brow fixed into a focused furrow and his expression returning to neutral as she points out dot...after dot...after dot... Up and down. Bit by bit, she creates her own pattern. Incohesive to anyone else but her when she declares the constellation looks like his hair. ]
Haha... [ He doesn't quite realize it. But right now there's a wide smile on his face as he etches the stars she's marked out by the glide of her hand into his mind. ... He can't unsee it now. It kind of looks like his hair. And for them? For her just "playing around"? That's all they need. ] So what are we gonna call it?
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What?
[ He asks with a trailed chuckle at the end of the word. Curiously, he takes this more seriously, brow fixed into a focused furrow and his expression returning to neutral as she points out dot...after dot...after dot... Up and down. Bit by bit, she creates her own pattern. Incohesive to anyone else but her when she declares the constellation looks like his hair. ]
Haha... [ He doesn't quite realize it. But right now there's a wide smile on his face as he etches the stars she's marked out by the glide of her hand into his mind. ... He can't unsee it now. It kind of looks like his hair. And for them? For her just "playing around"? That's all they need. ] So what are we gonna call it?