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Posted: Tue Feb 06, 2018 7:03 pm
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Ever probably would have been just as content at the cafeteria -- looked, in fact, a bit bemused about being taken somewhere nicer. To be fair, though, Melvin often had this effect on him: leaving Ever confused and a little bit overwhelmed, trying to rediscover his equilibrium.
Today that meant sinking down in his chair and just watching Melvin, the question rattling around in his head for a long moment.
"...I don't dislike phones, I just..." He took a moment to process, thinking. "I never had one before, not really. I don't think about them much."
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Posted: Wed Feb 07, 2018 8:15 pm
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"Yeah, I have a watch, got it so people could find me." He held onto the menu, but for the moment he just blinked across at Melvin, processing the situation and trying to figure out how to explain. The lecture, maybe, left him a little embarrassed, or feeling just a bit bad, but --
"I take my phone on missions. It's just...it's not....familiar." He flicked at the corner of the page as he looked down, eyes scanning the page for something simple, but there was a good chance he'd end up ordering whatever Melvin got, just to avoid thinking about it. "It's not instinct."
A glance up, then, thinking. "Besides, I was at my desk. Surrounded by other hunters. No reason I'd have to call while I was at work."
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Posted: Fri Feb 09, 2018 12:54 pm
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Ever leaned forward a little, chin on his hand, and considered Melvin's expression. Right now, there was no sign of the glasses: just Ever, dark-eyed and serious, considering Melvin's expression and just how seriously he took this.
"...I only need them for reading, really, and trying to do stuff on the computer." He was still thinking about the phone, but didn't have an answer right now, so it'd have to wait. "If I had a ranged weapon, it might be a different story..."
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Posted: Sun Feb 11, 2018 7:00 pm
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Put on the spot, Ever glanced down to the page again -- just briefly -- before he looked up to meet Melvin's eyes again. And quirked just a little smile, one of his shoulders rolling in a brief shrug and chin settled easily into his hand. His own eyes were dark, enough that they almost swallowed the pupil, a contrast against the pale color of his hair.
"Pasta, maybe. I was expecting the cafeteria, to be honest, not...this." Just a beat, bemused, considering. "What are you ordering?"
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