[ He's lucky that Ren is solidly built. Enough that his weight (though not much) is supported by one extended arm. His hand curls into the fabric on the other man's jacket, grip tight even through the weak haze.
Everything seems to shift and spin– he's half aware that Ren's picked him up (how embarrassing). Though it's not long before he's laid down in one of the nesting chambers. Why here? Why not his quarters? Dazed, he lifts his head from the odd textured pillow, confusion written across his face. Of course, it turns into a rush of nervousness, especially with Ren crowding the space that's clearly meant for one person. ]
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Date: 2016-05-02 08:51 pm (UTC)Everything seems to shift and spin– he's half aware that Ren's picked him up (how embarrassing). Though it's not long before he's laid down in one of the nesting chambers. Why here? Why not his quarters? Dazed, he lifts his head from the odd textured pillow, confusion written across his face. Of course, it turns into a rush of nervousness, especially with Ren crowding the space that's clearly meant for one person. ]
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