[ Caelus pauses before answering, if only because Sunday's reactions aren't making a whole lot of sense to him in the moment. Why is he so worried about Caelus being lonely? If Caelus says it's fine, then it's fine, isn't it? All he's ever wanted is a little bit of affection. Texting would be enough, as long as he knew that Sunday loved him.
...But it's not enough for Sunday, is it?
Why is it not enough?
Looking at Sunday, Caelus comes to the conclusion —
Ah. That's right. He's lonely too, isn't he?
He thinks, maybe, that he finally gets it, why Sunday has been this perplexing mixture of someone who listens to his every word but then pushes him away. He thinks he gets it, so he brushes his thumb down the slope of Sunday's neck again. Caresses those pretty birdlike feathers of his, ever so gently, with the fingers of his other hand. ]
That's scary. You'd disappear, just like that? [ His tone is soft, teasing. Cajoling, just the barest bit. ] Without saying anything to me or Robin first?
[ Patiently, he presses a kiss to Sunday's forehead. ]
I guess I'll just have to stay with you all the time, then. Maybe I'll just kidnap you and keep you on the Express.
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...But it's not enough for Sunday, is it?
Why is it not enough?
Looking at Sunday, Caelus comes to the conclusion —
Ah. That's right. He's lonely too, isn't he?
He thinks, maybe, that he finally gets it, why Sunday has been this perplexing mixture of someone who listens to his every word but then pushes him away. He thinks he gets it, so he brushes his thumb down the slope of Sunday's neck again. Caresses those pretty birdlike feathers of his, ever so gently, with the fingers of his other hand. ]
That's scary. You'd disappear, just like that? [ His tone is soft, teasing. Cajoling, just the barest bit. ] Without saying anything to me or Robin first?
[ Patiently, he presses a kiss to Sunday's forehead. ]
I guess I'll just have to stay with you all the time, then. Maybe I'll just kidnap you and keep you on the Express.