[Billy's brows lift at that, hurrying for a few steps to walk comfortably at Teddy's side, letting his boyfriend pick the pace. Now that he's adjusted, the water's a more comfortable temperature, and the sand is soft and squishy between his toes. It's much cleaner than the Hudson, that's for sure.]
Haha, you sure about that? I might put you to sleep.
[He does it anyway, not waiting for Teddy's insistence; despite his offer to refrain from doing so, he wants to ramble, and Teddy knows him well enough that he really, really wouldn't ask just to be polite. Because Billy really can ramble a lot about practically nothing.
And ramble he does- for a good ten minutes, in fact, about the plankton, and the chemicals, and the natural habitat back home, and of course about the magic that had brought them to life like this, complete with emphatic gesturing and a great deal of enthusiasm.
Yep... if there's one thing he enjoys (and is good at), it's talking.]
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Haha, you sure about that? I might put you to sleep.
[He does it anyway, not waiting for Teddy's insistence; despite his offer to refrain from doing so, he wants to ramble, and Teddy knows him well enough that he really, really wouldn't ask just to be polite. Because Billy really can ramble a lot about practically nothing.
And ramble he does- for a good ten minutes, in fact, about the plankton, and the chemicals, and the natural habitat back home, and of course about the magic that had brought them to life like this, complete with emphatic gesturing and a great deal of enthusiasm.
Yep... if there's one thing he enjoys (and is good at), it's talking.]