[Ezra arches one lofty eyebrow at him - another expression he learned from his dad.]
Oh, so you're saying you want me to get fat. I see how it is.
[But teasing aside, he can't help but feel a knot of tension loosen just a little when hears Qui-Gon use his voice. Small as it is, it's still a sign of improvement. Ezra smiles, reaching out with the hand not holding the cup to brush some of Qui-Gon's hair back from his face. Not that Qui-Gon's ever cared much about his appearance, but Ezra thinks he'd at least appreciate having it out of his way. He does usually at least tie some of it back.]
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Date: 2017-09-29 12:26 pm (UTC)Oh, so you're saying you want me to get fat. I see how it is.
[But teasing aside, he can't help but feel a knot of tension loosen just a little when hears Qui-Gon use his voice. Small as it is, it's still a sign of improvement. Ezra smiles, reaching out with the hand not holding the cup to brush some of Qui-Gon's hair back from his face. Not that Qui-Gon's ever cared much about his appearance, but Ezra thinks he'd at least appreciate having it out of his way. He does usually at least tie some of it back.]
What if I brought enough food for both of us?