He tilts his head into Quentin's hand during the brief moment of possibility. Then he meets Quentin's eyes and nods. He's not smiling, but he's not afraid, either. Nervousness and hope are both - held away from him, a little bit, in abeyance. Now is not the time for expectations. Now he will take what he is given.
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Date: 2018-08-06 01:56 am (UTC)