And Quentin manages, barely, to keep the smile to normal volume until he steps down off the porch and reaches Riku. But once he gets down, he reaches out, almost putting his hand on Riku's shoulder before he lets it fall and the smile just turns up to eleven.
"You know Mickey Mouse! You! I saw it, in-- so, I found this rock and inside of it, when I touch it, it's Mickey Mouse."
Mickey Mouse!
"Wait, let me show you-"
And he's about to pull it out, when his fingers brushes against the folded up note and the hard shape of the rock inside of it. The one Riku pushed under the door. Frowning and puzzled, Quentin brushes a finger over it and he's right there, in the clearing in front of the cottage, falling apart all over again.
Quentin's head snaps up and he nods slowly, pulling out the other one. The one with Mickey in it, heat flushing his checks.
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And Quentin manages, barely, to keep the smile to normal volume until he steps down off the porch and reaches Riku. But once he gets down, he reaches out, almost putting his hand on Riku's shoulder before he lets it fall and the smile just turns up to eleven.
"You know Mickey Mouse! You! I saw it, in-- so, I found this rock and inside of it, when I touch it, it's Mickey Mouse."
Mickey Mouse!
"Wait, let me show you-"
And he's about to pull it out, when his fingers brushes against the folded up note and the hard shape of the rock inside of it. The one Riku pushed under the door. Frowning and puzzled, Quentin brushes a finger over it and he's right there, in the clearing in front of the cottage, falling apart all over again.
Quentin's head snaps up and he nods slowly, pulling out the other one. The one with Mickey in it, heat flushing his checks.
"I think this is yours."