[ As usual he's busying himself on the Extranet. The tech folks have more efficient methods of searching the net for keywords, but he likes to check it himself this way, manually keeping tabs on the news and for anything that might seem off. The openness of her mind pulls him from his focus a split second before the knock on the door and he's quick to jump from the bed to his feet, nearly tripping on too-large wool socks covering them.
There's already a smile on his face when he opens the door, but his eyebrows jump , his lips left parted - in that open moment between them she can catch a glimpse of herself in his mind, outlined in white and gold like she just stepped out of what Klimt's imagining of Snow White might have looked like. ]
You, uh - you look beautiful. [ His eyebrows still haven't traveled back down, gaze fixed on hers. ]
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There's already a smile on his face when he opens the door, but his eyebrows jump , his lips left parted - in that open moment between them she can catch a glimpse of herself in his mind, outlined in white and gold like she just stepped out of what Klimt's imagining of Snow White might have looked like. ]
You, uh - you look beautiful. [ His eyebrows still haven't traveled back down, gaze fixed on hers. ]