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There's work I could do. That cage isn't making itself.

[He shifts the skewer in his mouth. The candy melts quickly.]

But I was also thinking that there might be a little inch or two of you that I HAVEN'T kissed yet. It would be a shame to leave it unkissed.

Hmmm. I'd wager there's parts of you I ain't kissed yet, neither.

Work'll keep a while, won't it? There's always after, if we ain't too worn out.

You DO always know how to have a good time...

Don't I, though?

Little kissing, little petting. Maybe after we can try out that thing I mentioned, since you were so keen.

... the [he makes a YOU AND ME gesture] that thing?

That thing, yeah.

... I'd like that, yeah. I mean. If you would. Which I assume because you're offering.

Wouldn't have offered if I didn't.

-- you want to try it now?

... Yeah. Kinda.

Alright.

Takes a little more work than the bracelet, but -- I got a feeling we'll sync up pretty good.

[And he holds out his hand, palm up]

I mean, I like to think we are pretty compatible...

[There's still that fear they AREN'T... a slight hesitation as he settles his hand on Eddie's.]

[There's a sense of possibility where they touch -- some sense of something there, just beyond reach]

Me, too. So -- let's give it a go.

The first thing is, you kind of... take a good hard look at you. Ya know? Figure out where the edges of you are.

[If it wasn't for that sense he'd have a lot more incredulousness in his tone. But that gentles him a bit.]

Like... physically?

Nah. The rest of you.

... Haven't ever thought about that before.

You don't really got to think about it.

More -- feel it.

Sort of like -- imagine you're in a room, and it's real dark. You don't just walk right in, right? You feel along the walls.

Like that.

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That... makes some sense.

[He closes his eyes because it feels like he SHOULD close his eyes and- tries?

For a few moments, he's really just chasing his own thoughts and the feeling of his skin.

And then pokes at that feeling of potential instead.]

[It's there, solid and glimmering, a possibility waiting to happen]

You feel anything?

Yeah, I think-

[It's not physical, not really. Not any more than the way he feels or sees how things work or what they're made of.

But there's a way he reaches out and finds that possibility and wraps around it.]

Do you feel that?

Sure do.

[When Jesper reaches out, there's something there -- nothing there, deep and black and empty. It's a soft hum of potential, a little frisson of power, near to the surface]

[It's not unlike fiddling with the dial on a radio, trying to get a channel to come in -- trying to get two sets of wavelengths to overlap enough to make comprehensible noise from static. It doesn't come in entirely clear; the sync isn't perfect, but it's decidedly there]

[Jesper can feel it when Eddie starts to reach out, in turn -- that first brush of contact, curious, and fond, and warm]

Hey, bo.

[There's noise in this frequency. There'd have to be. But there's more overlap than Jesper might have guessed. There's enough in the potential of what something isn't and could be, and the nothing there is--

There's a doubling of that curiosity, a ravenous interest, that underlying itch and some odd need settling-]

This is- Saints, it IS working, isn't it?

[Something bright and reassuring presses out his way, curious at that itch -- making as though to try and gentle it, perhaps]

I said I thought I had a good feeling.

[He BASKS in that reassurance, and a languid sort of fondness comes back, like a cat nudging a petting hand.]

You did. I- This is incredible. You feel this all the time?

[The itch, though? It doesn't gentle. It goes down deep, deep, into a certain nothing of Jesper's own.

Though oddly, the more he's doing THIS, the more it diffuses a little.]

[How could anyone say no to a begging Jesper? Certainly Eddie can't, that reassurance settling in like a blanket, warm and fond]

[He leaves the itch be, for now, though he does keep an eye on it]

Oh, no. Mostly you got to get it started, like. It's a -- something you opt into, ya know?

Mostly.

[He goes a little boneless at that. Luckily, they're laying down anyway.

STILL-]

Mostly?

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