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↠ [ courier ] [ male ] [ twenty one years old ] [ dinosauric ] [ tagged ;; bellatrix ]
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Bobbing his head at her question, the courier offered a small grin, floating down a little so he had his feet on the ground finally, arms tucking behind his back as he looked down at her. "Mhm! I can handle the flying no problem as long as this wind doesn't get too bad." Dermot confirmed, remaining bilssfully unaware of the incoming blizzard, he was far more focused on paying attention to his companion and making sure that whatever activity they did together was fun enough for her. Despite standing normally, he still excitedly bounced and rocked back and forth on his feet. "We could fly together, though, if you'd like?" He offered with a slight tilt of his head, gaze flicking over Bellatrix's expression, "That's one of the neat little tricks I can do! So long as you're happy!" It took a lot of internal strength to not just immediately hold Bellatrix's hand to bring the both of them up into the air, Dermot had to keep reminding himself that some people weren't comfortable when strangers grabbed them and he didn't want to frighten her or make her upset. Luckily enough, this internal debare wasn't shown at all outwardly, a pleasant grin remaining on his face.
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The immediately defensive and admittedly hostile response he got from Kieran prompted a frown from Theo, narrowing his eyes at the other and raising an eyebrow, "I was only suggesting it because you apparently almost died earlier." He pointed out sharply, huffing softly as she shook his head, "I don't trust you, Kieran." Theo continued bluntly, "But Pez does and he's worried about you. He doesn't need to wake up to you dead or whatever because nobody was there to help if you had some kind of funny turn or--whatever the hell was wrong with you when he found you." Although it made sense why his offer to watch the loner was misunderstood as still being defensive, it still bothered the blacksmith how quickly Kieran was prepared to jump down his throat for it. The kiss on his cheek from Pez did cause a smile to pull onto Theodore's lips, expression softening completely despite his best efforts to remain stonefaced when dealing with the loner. He pressed a gentle kiss to Pez's forehead before shaking his head, "I'm fine without a blanket, it'll just be more laundry for you to worry about if I took one." He answered, "I will accept the soup, though." Temporarily forgetting the fact Kieran was there since he was so focused on Pez, a quiet chuckle managed to escape the Quinn before he turned to the doorway leading upstairs, a frown almost immediately reappearing when he caught Kieran's gaze. Walking forward and making a point to obviously avoid getting too close to the other - mainly due to his own issue with water that was already leaving some puddles on the floor of the shop - he opened the door to go upstairs. "Call me if you need anything, Pez."
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Ciarán was thankful for the candy brother coming to stop him in his pusuit, he honestly didn't want to try and figure out a way to convince the girl that what she did was okay or whatever it was that Citrus wanted him to say or do. He looked back at Citrus once he felt the hand on his shoulder, nodding slowly at what was said, happy to follow the other back over to the cabin to get into the warmth and out of the snow once again. Seeing the door grow out of what looked like nothing but a few seeds, he was understandably confused by it at first but soon enough dismissed it - some people had weird abilities, man, and apparently this guy had the ability to make doors. Why did he get so mad about his one being broken, then? Wasn't it an overreaction if he could so easily fix the random girl's mistake? Whatever. Not Ciarán's problem. "Good thing I came to visit when I did." He commented absently, glancing out at the snow, "I couldn't fly in this kind of weather. Or sail, actually." With a soft concerned mutter about his ship following the remark, he turned to look at Citrus again, walking further into the cabin and picking up and picture frame, looking over it, "Hm. Where's the family, then?" He questioned, looking back over at the Forest and gesturing towards the photoframe he held.