To be perfectly honest? I didn’t actually think I’d ever be in this situation so, no, it never really came up.
[ Seriously, can he stop touching him? Eliot is usually pretty comfortable when it comes to no personal space, but this is all sorts of different. No one wants to be manhandled by the Monster borrowing their body. ]
I’m the last person to talk to about emotions. I like to kill them the way you like to kill - Everything else. I just don’t want to kill this one. [ He shrugs himself free of the touch, putting space between them again. ] We love each other. I guess.
[ He knows. He just can’t not be flippant about it, and, yeah, it’s petty but Eliot really wants to assert the fact that Quentin feels warm bubbles for him, too. ]
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[ Seriously, can he stop touching him? Eliot is usually pretty comfortable when it comes to no personal space, but this is all sorts of different. No one wants to be manhandled by the Monster borrowing their body. ]
I’m the last person to talk to about emotions. I like to kill them the way you like to kill - Everything else. I just don’t want to kill this one. [ He shrugs himself free of the touch, putting space between them again. ] We love each other. I guess.
[ He knows. He just can’t not be flippant about it, and, yeah, it’s petty but Eliot really wants to assert the fact that Quentin feels warm bubbles for him, too. ]