[ He's touched by their efforts, even if he doesn't really believe them. Maybe he's a better person here, but that doesn't change any of what he'd done before. Who he'd always been. He's still not convinced that that's not who he'd truly become, and that this version wasn't the temporary mask he could wear in a softer setting. But he's not sure that would matter to them either.
So he just lifts Hilda's hand so he can brush his lips against her knuckles in a soft kiss. ]
Fine, we'll go try your tea. Even if having it iced still feels like an abomination. [ Tea Snob, it him. But he rolls his eyes at Claude's grin and waves at the frosted over windows. ] I still say that was going overboard.
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So he just lifts Hilda's hand so he can brush his lips against her knuckles in a soft kiss. ]
Fine, we'll go try your tea. Even if having it iced still feels like an abomination. [ Tea Snob, it him. But he rolls his eyes at Claude's grin and waves at the frosted over windows. ] I still say that was going overboard.