This is their home and he'd agree with her that it's not fair that it's been violated, but they will tidy it up in no time at all. He's told her before that they can be anywhere and meant it. Sam already supports her practice of magic in the comfort of their bedroom so she could ask, or you know, get away with telling him what to do. He's been more open to the idea as time went on. If there is a next time, the hope Sam has is that it's because the magic she stored was put to use. It worries him what effects the contents may have on their hardwood floor at the furthest corner of his mind. Her fingers send tingles up and down his spine. She makes her argument more solid with that smile, though. Sam leans in with a broad smile to meet her lips before finding an answer for her. "Under the circumstances, you have me a little defeated. No need to go get the ladder, though. Just point me where." There was an adjustment period to it before, but she comfortably makes me melt in their own privacy.
He trusts she knows what she is doing and brings her the bottle she instructed of him with no question. While he waits for her to prep, he stays quiet and glances around to the room at everything else that is still scattered then watches her work. Her black pupils no longer raise the alarm bells when he sees them. In fact, the longer he watches her, the easier it is to get lost on her concentration.
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Date: 2019-12-10 04:02 am (UTC)He trusts she knows what she is doing and brings her the bottle she instructed of him with no question. While he waits for her to prep, he stays quiet and glances around to the room at everything else that is still scattered then watches her work. Her black pupils no longer raise the alarm bells when he sees them. In fact, the longer he watches her, the easier it is to get lost on her concentration.