He nods, pleased. Every little vibration of their connection thrums with satisfaction, but something deeper sings when the mention of spiders properly comes into play. The opposite of what might've drawn her to him that day they shared a game of bowling: camaraderie, the ability to relate, and an old feeling of nostalgia.]
That's right. They're my favorite.
[A simple statement, plain and true. Almost childlike in its straightforwardness.]
They're surprisingly efficient and deadly predators for their size, but... They're a bit misunderstood, too, don't you think?
[ That's a strong wave of position feelings to get from a man who's only ever given her the most pasted-on and polite of smiles. Fern's distracted by it for a moment. She'd gathered that Henry liked spiders, but this is an adoration she could have never predicted, causing her to blink a few times as she processes.
They're my favorite. It's not a common choice, but she isn't at all judgmental; just a tad confused.
Still, Henry's quick to give his explanation on why, causing Fern to consider for a few seconds. ]
Because there are so many who fear them? It's true that most people won't even give them a chance even though they can be quite useful as exterminators of pests. [ Like flies and other more bothersome insects.
A pause, and she levels a stare at him, her mouth curving up just slightly at one corner. ] So you feel you share a few things in common with them? [ Look, it's obvious. She may as well get it out there. ]
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He nods, pleased. Every little vibration of their connection thrums with satisfaction, but something deeper sings when the mention of spiders properly comes into play. The opposite of what might've drawn her to him that day they shared a game of bowling: camaraderie, the ability to relate, and an old feeling of nostalgia.]
That's right. They're my favorite.
[A simple statement, plain and true. Almost childlike in its straightforwardness.]
They're surprisingly efficient and deadly predators for their size, but... They're a bit misunderstood, too, don't you think?
[asking like she might have an opinion on spoods]
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They're my favorite. It's not a common choice, but she isn't at all judgmental; just a tad confused.
Still, Henry's quick to give his explanation on why, causing Fern to consider for a few seconds. ]
Because there are so many who fear them? It's true that most people won't even give them a chance even though they can be quite useful as exterminators of pests. [ Like flies and other more bothersome insects.
A pause, and she levels a stare at him, her mouth curving up just slightly at one corner. ] So you feel you share a few things in common with them? [ Look, it's obvious. She may as well get it out there. ]