[ As dense as Derek can be in dating situations now and again while he's trying to reacquaint himself with the process, he can take a hint. As they move outside, Derek shrugs out of his jacket and smiles a little, draping it over her shoulders. ]
You're welcome.
[ Leather suits her, but Derek doesn't mention it to her. It hadn't been terribly loud inside Mahogany but it's significantly quieter out here, he can't help noticing. That might be more to do with his hearing than the actual decibel level, though.
There's something about snow on the ground that makes it seem like the sound is being absorbed. Every night seems exponentially quieter since it had started snowing. It means that however much he prefers summer, Derek thinks winter is better in some ways, like this.
His eyes turn to settle on her again when she speaks. ]
It feels better to get it off your chest. I felt a lot better the first time I told someone. [ He pauses and laughs a little. ] Who, believe it or not, was Glinda, the Good Witch of the North. I swear to God. This place is so weird.
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You're welcome.
[ Leather suits her, but Derek doesn't mention it to her. It hadn't been terribly loud inside Mahogany but it's significantly quieter out here, he can't help noticing. That might be more to do with his hearing than the actual decibel level, though.
There's something about snow on the ground that makes it seem like the sound is being absorbed. Every night seems exponentially quieter since it had started snowing. It means that however much he prefers summer, Derek thinks winter is better in some ways, like this.
His eyes turn to settle on her again when she speaks. ]
It feels better to get it off your chest. I felt a lot better the first time I told someone. [ He pauses and laughs a little. ] Who, believe it or not, was Glinda, the Good Witch of the North. I swear to God. This place is so weird.