[ethan looks at the puppy with a tiny, amused smirk as he pets the dog who does like him quite a bit, it's true. he reaches over for one of the cookies before he looks over the top of buddy's head and his smirk widens a bit in amusement at the thought. the puppy barks and stumbles over his own paws, and it is pretty much the most adorable thing ever.]
Hello, Buddy. I'm glad you like me as well because I am fairly certain I would be heartbroken if you didn't. You're too cute.
[ethan feels that achey little feeling in his chest for both good and sad things, for memories of the past as well as the truth of the present. he takes in a deep breath as he folds his legs, cross legged like in front of himself before he shakes his head with a tiny smile at the question.]
I thought so, but I could be wrong. [it's not like he has seen her in a really, really long time so maybe he isn't able to sense those things anymore. in general, he doesn't trust his instincts when it comes to social interactions in the same way that he used to simply because he goes long periods without interacting with anyone. he points a finger at her with a tiny smile that widens a bit further as he hands one of the cookies over to her. it's still warm, okay? can't resist it.] Either way, you get a cookie out of the deal. Very first batch too.
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Hello, Buddy. I'm glad you like me as well because I am fairly certain I would be heartbroken if you didn't. You're too cute.
[ethan feels that achey little feeling in his chest for both good and sad things, for memories of the past as well as the truth of the present. he takes in a deep breath as he folds his legs, cross legged like in front of himself before he shakes his head with a tiny smile at the question.]
I thought so, but I could be wrong. [it's not like he has seen her in a really, really long time so maybe he isn't able to sense those things anymore. in general, he doesn't trust his instincts when it comes to social interactions in the same way that he used to simply because he goes long periods without interacting with anyone. he points a finger at her with a tiny smile that widens a bit further as he hands one of the cookies over to her. it's still warm, okay? can't resist it.] Either way, you get a cookie out of the deal. Very first batch too.