[Being handled gently, even for a moment, is still a faintly confusing thing. His mother had been gentle with him, Horatio half-remembers, but that had been the lifetime before what felt like a lifetime ago already.
Even this has the tips of his ears beginning to heat slightly. Happily, it feels appropriate to reach up once she's done and attempt to fuss the curls back into place--and, hopefully, a few of the loose ones more haphazardly over his ears.
His reserve ten-pound note had been in his pocket when he fell asleep in the attic of Mrs Mason's, and it had been there still when he woke up here. Horatio pulls it out now, fingering the useless bill for a moment before letting out a breath and vanishing the scrap.
Calling the note back takes a beat, but it does fizzle back after a moment. It doesn't quite come to his hand, floating fretfully in the air before him, but he's quick enough to catch it again.]
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Even this has the tips of his ears beginning to heat slightly. Happily, it feels appropriate to reach up once she's done and attempt to fuss the curls back into place--and, hopefully, a few of the loose ones more haphazardly over his ears.
His reserve ten-pound note had been in his pocket when he fell asleep in the attic of Mrs Mason's, and it had been there still when he woke up here. Horatio pulls it out now, fingering the useless bill for a moment before letting out a breath and vanishing the scrap.
Calling the note back takes a beat, but it does fizzle back after a moment. It doesn't quite come to his hand, floating fretfully in the air before him, but he's quick enough to catch it again.]
--just practice.