[ If Gorgug were a little more perceptive, he might see clearer the depth of Fabian's reaction. What he does see is the touched expression, and that might be enough--Fabian likes them. He says that he likes them, and that Gorgug likes them too, and that's nice. Gorgug likes those things too, and nothing about him is judgmental about what Fabian says, or even knows he could be judgmental.
He just continues to smile, pleased that he made a good choice. ]
Cool. [ Cool. ] I'll get you flowers more.
[ That's a little note he can make about Fabian to himself. And with that being simple and straightforward to Gorgug, he turns a step, half-facing between the van and Fabian. ]
You wanna get in? I got a vase in case you decided to keep the flowers.
[ When and if Fabian decides to get in, though he can see the sight of the interior from where he stands, there's an onslaught of soft cushions on two sides of a low table, scented candles sitting on small square boxes turned over and covered with different fabrics (and also clued to said structures); there's a picnic basket tucked to a corner, and lo-fi tunes are coming from the van's radio. ]
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He just continues to smile, pleased that he made a good choice. ]
Cool. [ Cool. ] I'll get you flowers more.
[ That's a little note he can make about Fabian to himself. And with that being simple and straightforward to Gorgug, he turns a step, half-facing between the van and Fabian. ]
You wanna get in? I got a vase in case you decided to keep the flowers.
[ When and if Fabian decides to get in, though he can see the sight of the interior from where he stands, there's an onslaught of soft cushions on two sides of a low table, scented candles sitting on small square boxes turned over and covered with different fabrics (and also clued to said structures); there's a picnic basket tucked to a corner, and lo-fi tunes are coming from the van's radio. ]