[The sharp chill remains for several more beats...before it slowly fades as his expression softens and he lets out a small huff of air, like a storm finally moving past, leaving calmer winds behind.]
I'll be holding you to it.
[Which is quite significant, really. Eustace could have easily just taken the rings back, but he's letting Beat keep them. Despite what happened... He recognize this was an accident and that Beat had only been a little careless. It was also in such a way that wasn't such grievous negligence.
He then reaches over and rubs Idris's ears, letting the pup know it's all right.]
[If anything, it does dawn on Beat that Eustace could just take the rings away from him until the wedding. The fact that he doesn't actually surprises Beat, but he doesn't object either, quietly thankful for the second chance. As the chill passes, he immediately gets back on his feet to clean off the drying dog slobber from the box.
When he hears Eustace's suggestion, he couldn't help but laugh.]
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I'll be holding you to it.
[Which is quite significant, really. Eustace could have easily just taken the rings back, but he's letting Beat keep them. Despite what happened... He recognize this was an accident and that Beat had only been a little careless. It was also in such a way that wasn't such grievous negligence.
He then reaches over and rubs Idris's ears, letting the pup know it's all right.]
I'll help clean up the mess.
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When he hears Eustace's suggestion, he couldn't help but laugh.]
You ain't tired a' doin' that yet?
[This wasn't the first time after all.]
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[A light grin.]
Besides, you might lose it again in this mess if you're not careful.
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As if. I'mma keep it on me, man. [Which he immediately does as he slips it into his pants pocket, the small lump visible against the fabric.] See?
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Make sure to take it out before you change.
[It SHOULD be obvious given its size...but who knows with those baggy pants.]
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[Is he kidding? Is he serious? Who knows.]
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No.
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[A callback to just a few minutes ago.]
I'll keep it in a drawer when I crash later. C'mon, I'mma start with my room.
[And he starts heading over, Idris yipping behind them. Then we can play after, right?]
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[Pointed look. So pointy it could cut.
But he just sighs and gets to work. Ugh Beat when was the last time you washed your clothes—]