[ His eyebrows rise a little at her request, caught off-guard. But— she had admitted it earlier, hadn't she? That she had missed him, that she had actually been afraid he wouldn't return, and—
And he's not sure how to feel on that, still. Not sure why that little tendril of warmth unfurls in his chest again when she says it &ndash familiar, in that he seems to only feel it with her. Unfamiliar, in that it's not exactly a sensation he's had before his passing.
When he looks up, Emma is already stepping away, and he breathes out a quiet little laugh. She wants the last word on this discussion, it seems, and— well, normally Faraday would have something to say, just to be an ass. But considering the last time he was an ass, it had nearly ruined everything...
Well, better to let that conversation slip away. He just smiles a little to himself, dropping the deck off on a table. ]
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And he's not sure how to feel on that, still. Not sure why that little tendril of warmth unfurls in his chest again when she says it &ndash familiar, in that he seems to only feel it with her. Unfamiliar, in that it's not exactly a sensation he's had before his passing.
When he looks up, Emma is already stepping away, and he breathes out a quiet little laugh. She wants the last word on this discussion, it seems, and— well, normally Faraday would have something to say, just to be an ass. But considering the last time he was an ass, it had nearly ruined everything...
Well, better to let that conversation slip away. He just smiles a little to himself, dropping the deck off on a table. ]
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