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David Haller (xgene) wrote,

David didn't mind at all that Sydney had made good on her word to swipe something. He didn't have much in this world, everything having been sold off or given away when he was checked into Clockworks, which left him essentially with just a few clothes here at Summerland. One swiped jacket wasn't the end of the world and, seeing it on her, seeing how it affected her expressions, her movements, everything about her? It was in better hands.

It suits you, was his initial answer, still smirking, but looking playfully approving about it all. It was a way to touch without touching, a means to have something physical without completely removing their bodies in the Astra Plane too. He got it. Clever thinking.

"I wanted to run something by you actually, something that's been bugging me the last couple nights," he started casually, motioning in the direction she'd been initially walking for them to follow along. "I could use a sounding board." Understatement. He could use someone to let him know if he was thinking smart -- if now was the time or place to be thinking... selfishly. Because that was his knee-jerk reaction to what he wanted to do. What he felt he needed to do.