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[meansprout]

[Trying desperately to yank his arm free, one foot braced on the wall, before anyone comes by. COME ON, GODDAMMIT. Why is this happening!]

[meansprout]

Have you seen him at all since?

[fallforthesky]

We, ah, haven't run into one another since, but I'm sure we will eventually. We're both in the North Wing, so...

[meansprout]

Yeah. Hopefully. [He shrugs.] I'll... keep an eye out for him.

[fallforthesky]

[Gives him a look, one that's slightly pinched by a faint, thoughtful frown before it smooths out again. A grateful look, when all is said and done.] ...Thank you.

[meansprout]

[He just glances away, making a little noncommittal noise-- until the mistletoe pulls tighter on his arm, banging his shoulder into the wall. THE MISTLETOE IS DISPLEASED by this STALLING.]

Ugh...! Goddamn plant.

[fallforthesky]

[She flinches as his shoulder knocks solidly against the wall, glancing down at the vines around her limbs in case they try to do something similar. When they don't, Lenalee looks back up at him and away just as quickly. She's got the hint that the plants are giving them, but... Now even the idea of a friendly peck on the cheek makes her feel the tiniest bit queasy, thank you Bike.]

It didn't get irritated with us for waiting before, did it?...

[meansprout]

[Bike, I feel like your hard work is maybe backfiring here, unfortunately.

Now his side is kind of pressed uncomfortably to this wall and he can barely move his arm. Hngng. Not trying to make eye contact with her, either.]

I don't think so... [Or maybe it was annoyed and just decided to get back at them for it this time.]

[fallforthesky]

[Pretty much.

Awkwardly reaches for his arm as if she could somehow help, then drops her hand.]

Are you all right? That looks... [Painful.]

[meansprout]

[Wiggles his fingers a little.]

It's fine. [Just obnoxious.]

[fallforthesky]

O-Okay, good. [Nodding, then, because if it's fine, then there's no reason to worry, right? They can wait this out, even if the seconds trickling by are bound to make her incredibly antsy.]

[meansprout]

Yeah. [No don't start getting antsy it'll make him antsy too.] It'll get bored eventually...

[fallforthesky]

[She can't help it!

And before she can stop herself, she's gingerly asking:] What do we do if it doesn't?

[meansprout]

Er... [NO WHY he's not going to say it!

I mean. It's not a big deal, is it? It could just... y'know, be on the cheek, couldn't it? Hopefully? So-- but-- he doesn't...

Um. He... shrugs at her...]

[fallforthesky]

[She doesn't want to be the only person wondering about kissing right now. That'd be twice as embarrassing as this. Though... it's kind of silly, she thinks, that they're this uncomfortable when they know one another far better now than they did the first time.] Ah, maybe... hugging will work again...?

[meansprout]

[Perhaps... that is what makes it more uncomfortable...]

...We could try...