Hana's grin is contagious and he grins back. He can feel a little nudge of
lifted mood, just brushing up against his senses and clearly hers,
and even though it's not meant to affect his mood it does, pleasantly, in
the way that being around someone happy always has that ability.
He watches her sign and glances at the paper. He steals the pen back and
scribbles sideways, how do you say, you're welcome?
Auryn leans to look at the phone studiously, noting abbreviated titles of
things he should look up, and looks over at her. He signs thank you
more directly to her with a little nod. Not just for the sign language. For
the conversation, and the time.
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Hana's grin is contagious and he grins back. He can feel a little nudge of lifted mood, just brushing up against his senses and clearly hers, and even though it's not meant to affect his mood it does, pleasantly, in the way that being around someone happy always has that ability.
He watches her sign and glances at the paper. He steals the pen back and scribbles sideways, how do you say, you're welcome?
Auryn leans to look at the phone studiously, noting abbreviated titles of things he should look up, and looks over at her. He signs thank you more directly to her with a little nod. Not just for the sign language. For the conversation, and the time.