There's a snicker from the redhead, and an easy agreement, even as he runs a tickling touch along Snapper's apple-round body. It helps to be stepping away. He likes Seto-- really, he does, but the reminder, the pressure of time slipping through his hands... he doesn't want to be thinking about it anymore.
He's thankful, of course he is! But right now, he just wants to spend his time with his friend.
And with the little dragon settled in his hands.
"I'm only her fav'rite, 'cause she knows I'd do anythin' f'r her pretty eyes," he snickers, half more for Snapper's sake than for Seto's. He grins and his summer blue eyes remain fixed onto her as he nuzzles the tiny dragon lightly. It doesn't take him long to return to his friend's side, giving him a gentle nudge of shoulder-to-shoulder as he sits next to him.
"You're with her all the time. I'm not. It's just that." He tries to reassure his friend. "I get to be the fun uncle." Laughter chuffs through his lungs at that, before he pauses, considering it. It takes him a moment to find the words that he wants to say, head raised to stare at the changing kaleidoscope of colours in the void.
"My grandfather w'ld like you more th'n me if he'd met you." He snorts lightly, amusement lingering once more. "Less of a hassle to keep up with. An' he'd love to hear so much from you." There's a pause, lingering gently, before he adds "jus' don't let him take you on a flight in the middle of the night. Nothin's quite as eery 's flyin' in the pitch black night, on a pitch black dragon."
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He's thankful, of course he is! But right now, he just wants to spend his time with his friend.
And with the little dragon settled in his hands.
"I'm only her fav'rite, 'cause she knows I'd do anythin' f'r her pretty eyes," he snickers, half more for Snapper's sake than for Seto's. He grins and his summer blue eyes remain fixed onto her as he nuzzles the tiny dragon lightly. It doesn't take him long to return to his friend's side, giving him a gentle nudge of shoulder-to-shoulder as he sits next to him.
"You're with her all the time. I'm not. It's just that." He tries to reassure his friend. "I get to be the fun uncle." Laughter chuffs through his lungs at that, before he pauses, considering it. It takes him a moment to find the words that he wants to say, head raised to stare at the changing kaleidoscope of colours in the void.
"My grandfather w'ld like you more th'n me if he'd met you." He snorts lightly, amusement lingering once more. "Less of a hassle to keep up with. An' he'd love to hear so much from you." There's a pause, lingering gently, before he adds "jus' don't let him take you on a flight in the middle of the night. Nothin's quite as eery 's flyin' in the pitch black night, on a pitch black dragon."