César waits patiently, even breaking eye contact to look down at the floor. Or more precisely, Dabi's feet. ... ah. He knows what size of slippers to order.
He looks up when the other man speaks again, looking mildly surprised, thinks about it quickly, and shrugs. "She did mention you were handsome when she described you, come to think of it. That helped me recognize who you were."
César fails to mention that was after the first time they kissed, while she was getting herself cleaned up with César's back to the wall. Or how after, he gently teased out all the knots in her hair from having been out in the cold without a winter coat, having revived without one. Or how she had let him shave her face when her hands would have been too unsteady. The way she nearly cried at a clean shaven face. ... or the fact that he fell in love with her that night, and she asked him to stay so she wouldn't be alone. César's certain in his relationship with her.
He mentions none of that, but there's a softening of his smile. "If you can steal her that easily from me, then we're not really close at all. Friends and family can dance, too. I can show you how to lead and follow and probably source some clothes since you don't have a job yet. ... money's a bit tight on my end next month, but I think I can swing it if I'm careful. Food budget's already shot, but I know how to cover that. It shouldn't be an issue."
César normally wouldn't offer that last little bit of information, but that whole love potion extending food in the Oak & Iron has affected him. Made him a little more open. Just enough to let that slip.
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He looks up when the other man speaks again, looking mildly surprised, thinks about it quickly, and shrugs. "She did mention you were handsome when she described you, come to think of it. That helped me recognize who you were."
César fails to mention that was after the first time they kissed, while she was getting herself cleaned up with César's back to the wall. Or how after, he gently teased out all the knots in her hair from having been out in the cold without a winter coat, having revived without one. Or how she had let him shave her face when her hands would have been too unsteady. The way she nearly cried at a clean shaven face. ... or the fact that he fell in love with her that night, and she asked him to stay so she wouldn't be alone. César's certain in his relationship with her.
He mentions none of that, but there's a softening of his smile. "If you can steal her that easily from me, then we're not really close at all. Friends and family can dance, too. I can show you how to lead and follow and probably source some clothes since you don't have a job yet. ... money's a bit tight on my end next month, but I think I can swing it if I'm careful. Food budget's already shot, but I know how to cover that. It shouldn't be an issue."
César normally wouldn't offer that last little bit of information, but that whole love potion extending food in the Oak & Iron has affected him. Made him a little more open. Just enough to let that slip.