They kissed. Henry felt like he was intruding on a moment. He looked down at his phone and his coffee and let them have it. Discretion was a premium he could afford, though he wanted to assure them both that Darrow was a kind place, that people wouldn't hurt them here.
He found, though, that he couldn't guarantee that. The city itself, nevermind the people, was strange and sometimes cruel. Henry had been here for eight months, almost on the nose, and he still worried for those things he was most familiar with--hate, cruelty, disdain--because that was the Darrow he'd first walked into, within a week.
Goodnight spoke, and Henry looked up again, smiling softly. Billy was looking at him, worried and soft and curious. Henry intensified the smile. "I am exceedingly good at navigating social situations, thank you very much. It's romantic ones that I have no idea what I'm doing with."
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Date: 2017-01-27 08:51 pm (UTC)He found, though, that he couldn't guarantee that. The city itself, nevermind the people, was strange and sometimes cruel. Henry had been here for eight months, almost on the nose, and he still worried for those things he was most familiar with--hate, cruelty, disdain--because that was the Darrow he'd first walked into, within a week.
Goodnight spoke, and Henry looked up again, smiling softly. Billy was looking at him, worried and soft and curious. Henry intensified the smile. "I am exceedingly good at navigating social situations, thank you very much. It's romantic ones that I have no idea what I'm doing with."