Ruben
I do prefer actions over words
Wed Jun 14, 2017 12:01
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It didn't resolve any of his confusion about the unnecessary debate they'd wound up in, but Holland's confirmation that they could at least talk about it later was somewhat reassuring. Ruben would have preferred to work on figuring it out right now, but that was fine. It was just good to know that he'd have a chance to clear up whatever Holland had misunderstood about the situation.

It was also good to know that Holland hadn't lost sight of the more urgent matter at hand. Ruben had known that he could count on hen. Popping back his hood, he slipped a few fingers under the brim of his cap and let out a quietly relieved exhalation at the unfamiliar-but-way-more-normal feeling of short hair. "Thank you," he returned sincerely after hens retreating form. It had been a very long time since the Swede had had hair this short, but it felt like it was already growing longer just as he sat there, so he pulled the cap off entirely to give it more space. This was followed by slouching forward in his chair and taking a noisy gulp of chocolate milk.

Wandering thoughts about their conversation were broken up by his reassurances to himself that Holland had gotten surprisingly heated but obviously hens feelings about him hadn't changed, since obviously hen had still fixed his hair or at least started it on its way to fixing itself. He hadn't yet made it past this when his mental refrain was broken up again, more permanently, by the feeling of hair tickling his elbow. Blue eyes blinked down at his arm, and it was about then that he realized his hair was still visibly growing.

He'd always for as long as was relevant to Now wanted long hair, so his retrieval of his wand was a little slower than it should've been. Still got his wand out, of course - the slowness and effort of growing out hair naturally was half the fun. But still, by the time he had cast a generic Finite, Ruben's hair was past his waist. That was... quite a few extra inches than even pre-Camilla.

It took a moment, the lapse of attention being pretty out of character for Holland, but finally he decided to interpret it as an intentional compliment of sorts. If loss of hair was the biggest insult, then help to regain it, even help unbalanced, had to be taken complimentarily.

Ruben sipped at his chocolate milk again and began the more interesting internal debate of what he wanted to have for dinner, all while attempting to ignore the quietness of his now-empty table.

  • Your actions spoke for themselves - Holland, Mon Jun 5 21:57
    Apparently, Rubenís biggest priority right now was to object that it was not easy for him to get into fights with people. As a person, Holland was primed to spot discrepancies, and Ruben had... more
    • I do prefer actions over words - Ruben, Wed Jun 14 12:01
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