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Lorne knew he hadn't been himself when he'd said those things, and he'd apologized for the way he'd said them. But even if he'd said them way more harshly than he should have, uncharacteristic for him - it didn't mean those feelings hadn't been true. And maybe that's where the awkwardness had come in. Without any of the tact, all of that frustration and hurt was out there in the open.

Funny thing was, even if he did feel bad... in a way, it was kind of a relief. Like a long festering wound finally doused in alcohol. Lorne did feel better for having said it, and that was where a little of the awkwardness came from: he felt like he should feel worse. And what was he supposed to do now? - where did they go from that? - they'd never really had a fight before, not like that. Nadia had gotten frustrated with him before, true, but that had been -

They hadn't broken up, but what now? What on earth did they do now? Conflict really wasn't Lorne's strong point, much less when he was the source of it.

He did know he loved her, though, and had a gift for her, too - so naturally, when she messaged him, he wrote back nearly immediately: Where and when, love?

He'd stared spellbound at his phone for the entire span of fifteen minutes, his eyes half-glazed over by the time his screen lit up again. And immediately, his cheeks alight at the thought that no Nadia was already waiting!, he immediately rushed around to throw on his coat and scarf, dropping one glove entirely as he darted for the door - and then back in, because he kind of needed to have the present, too. With that, he was out, leaving one lonely glove to appreciate the warmth of his apartment alone.

It didn't take Lorne very long before he began to miss his toasty glove, shoving his bare hand deep into his pocket as he walked briskly down the street, his breath a fog about his face.

He could see her there, waiting. "I-I'm here! Sorry!"