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Oh no. Lizzy seemed horrified. He was about to wallow in despair, seeing as he had even confessed that he had problems with intimacy, but she seemed to come to that realization on her own.

"I'm trying.." Mot nodded,tapping his fingers on his cheek, an embarrassed expression on his face. "I feel I've gotten a little bit better.. but I worry Hel will lose her patience with me." Hel seemed to want more kisses and the like, but with Mot as he was, he felt as if he was letting her down. "I don't want her to feel undesirable."

"Hugs? Lots?" Mot had to think about it. Shoot, he didn't touch her much at all... Oh dear. Hugs were something he could handle, so really he should do that more right? The reaper took comfort in the forehead pats, looking at Lizzy with fascination as she dished some epic advice.

"You're right.." The reaper blushed, nodding softly. "I'll do that. It's not that I never think to.." He rubbed his neck, seeming shy. "It's just difficult putting myself out there." Mot smiled softly.

"Thanks, Lizzy. You're a big help. I wish I could help you as much as you do for me."

"Ah.. sure...Hugs are good." Mot agreed, though a little bewildered at Lizzy's enthusiasm. If just more hugging was okay for now, then he'd step it up! He hoped Hel wouldn't be weirded out though. "You think Hel will like that?" She wasn't the ghouliest ghoulfriend to have, so Mot just wasn't sure sometimes what made her happy.
He tried not to imagine Lizzy kissing Mac after hearing her admit kissing was addictive. That was just awkward.

"I'm glad." Mot smiled. "I'm always available when you need me!" Whether he had a ghoulfriend or not, Lizzy was his very dear friend! If she ever needed his help, he'd be there in a jiffy.

Other things... what other things? Oh Jack, Mot didn't want to fathom that yet. "Party?" Mot recalled hearing about something like that, though he'd forgotten about it already.
"Ah, yes it is." Mot nodded with a smile. His birthday was the same day. He'd almost forgotten. "I'll go. I like parties. I've never been to a Scarentine's party.." His Birthday was normally spent with his parents, especially if his poor mother ended up spending Scarentine's alone, seeing as his father tended to forget the days down in his lab.

"It is a pleasure to chat without fearing for our lives, no?" It was nice to have idle banter that didn't center around a battlefield.

"I'll pretend the whole party is for me!" Mot said with a cheeky grin.

Lizzy's sudden declaration surprised the cowboil, flinching at the volume. He couldn't help but chuckle though. "You're in a pretty peppy mood today, Liz." Just what sugar was snuck into her morning tea, anyway?

Mot grinned and laughed. "That'd be embarrassing. Maybe I'll go about this a little more subtly after all."

"Busy, hm?" Mot smiled. "It happens. It's fine, just as long as you drop by for a visit once in a while." Having no Lizzy would just be sad! "Oh, and keep out of trouble." He warned, bopping her on the nose with an extended finger.

The grim reaper grinned, taking the extended hand with pleasure. "Certainly, little lady. I'll also have you know I rather enjoy eyescream more than I used to."

Because coffee.

Mot led the way off of the roof and back downstairs inside the dorms, making a stop by the registration office to give back the key. "Now that I think about it, why didn't you climb down with your extra legs?" Couldn't spiders do that?

"Because someone introduced me to coffee flavored eyescream." He said with a grin. "I won't name names, but she is an avid coffee drinker as well." Finally someone who truly understood him!

Mot was worried for a while. Lizzy seemed off. Were the legs a taboo subject? Was she ashamed? He was just about ready to take back his question when a small and mumbled answer caught his ears.

...

"..." Mot snorted, a hand flying to cover his mouth. And then the laughter began. "S-sorry Lizzy.. b-but that is too funny.." He managed to say in between fits of laughter.