Feb. 7th, 2029 09:35 am
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The important thing, though, is that he's met Sparkling here. He wouldn't trade that for the world.
As Sparkling settles beside him on the floor, Clotted Cream opens the packet of saltines, fishing one out with his fingers as his now-free hand lays palm-up on the edge of the couch for Sparkling to take, if he so chooses.]
Don't worry, I think the cove would be a lovely starting point. I wouldn't leave you stranded on the shore.
[Eventually, someday, Sparkling can maybe come swimming with him. Or, if all else fails, Caviar's ship is still here. He's sure that the Captain wouldn't mind, and would likely prefer the ship be used rather than sit around collecting barnacles.
Not that he's allowed it to collect any, of course. He's been taking very good care of the ship. But that's beside the point.]
We could even start as small as the bathtub, though. I confess, if I am out of the water for more than a day or two these days, I start to feel a bit jittery...
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Whatever you need, CC. Whatever is most comfortable and convenient for you, that is what we'll do. I don't tend to shower every single day, so you're also welcome to sleep in my bathtub for a bit, if it suits you.
[And yes, Sparkling WILL take that hand and hold it, thank you. He only wishes he could more easily lace his fingers, since that's something he's become slightly obsessed with now that he can have his hands back on demand. Fortunately they can fudge it just a little bit, even with Clotted Cream's webbing getting in the way. The feeling of their hands gently tangled feels nice no matter the configuration, anyway.]
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I... Yes, I would like that very much.
[Being able to sleep in water while still maintaining proximity to medical attention - and to Sparkling - sounds like a dream at this point, honestly. It's only been around a day or so, at least as far as he's aware, and sleeping in Pure Vanilla's apartment feels odd. Not in a bad way, and certainly no disrespect to his friend, who had not only taken the time to mend his wound but also sacrificed a part of his own living space, but just... odd, in the way that he's become so used to the gentle ebb and flow of the ocean's waves rocking him to sleep each night. There isn't any of that here.]
We may want to wait to get Pure Vanilla's approval, of course, but so long as he is alright with the idea, I would gladly allow him his personal space back. In case he would like to entertain visitors, or something of the like.
[That last comment has a bit of a teasing lilt, soft and knowing and deeply fond. He and Sparkling have talked about it before, but after meeting Vash in person? He's a bit soft on the idea of Pure Vanilla pursuing happiness for himself.]
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We'll talk to him about it when he wakes, then.
[And yes, he knows exactly what Clotted Cream means. The thought leaves him excessively fond, because such a thing is deserved. Pure Vanilla he daresay deserves it more than most, actually.]
The only issue I can foresee is with getting your bandages wet, but I'm sure we can work around that somehow.