His invitation would allow her to walk closer anyway, but he leads her past the boundary with a little bit of ceremony. It feels good, welcoming someone in, and he feels as though he can trust Brigid.
"It's not too shabby," he says, unable to stop from smiling with pride, the grin widening at her delighted gasp. He steps up the stoop to run a hand over the railing fondly, unable to hide the way he feels behind his usually cool demeanor. He nods to her to come in if she likes.
It feels good to be self-sufficient, to know everything about this place is how he wants it. "I don't need a mansion, just a place to call home and a little light. And you wouldn't believe the things people leave behind. I'd say half this place was just left to the junk heap." The doors, some of the sheet glass for windows, nearly all of the corrugated metal were gotten for free. That feels good too, proving the worth of something others left behind.
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Date: 2015-04-03 05:23 pm (UTC)"It's not too shabby," he says, unable to stop from smiling with pride, the grin widening at her delighted gasp. He steps up the stoop to run a hand over the railing fondly, unable to hide the way he feels behind his usually cool demeanor. He nods to her to come in if she likes.
It feels good to be self-sufficient, to know everything about this place is how he wants it. "I don't need a mansion, just a place to call home and a little light. And you wouldn't believe the things people leave behind. I'd say half this place was just left to the junk heap." The doors, some of the sheet glass for windows, nearly all of the corrugated metal were gotten for free. That feels good too, proving the worth of something others left behind.
"You live near here, then?"