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sebastian moran. ([personal profile] moriartysimp) wrote in [personal profile] codenamem 2021-04-03 10:44 pm (UTC)

[ It is probably good that he doesn't keep holding Albert's hand as they head toward the manor. Moran even has moments when he gets too into his own head.

He wonders if, perhaps, what is a nice gift that he may be overstepping his boundaries a little. After all, despite separating himself from that life, he also is a noble. He grew up in that sort of life. Buying something like this for a beloved is natural, but doesn't it also step on the pride of someone else.

As they walk, he lets out a few sighs but turns his head away so Albert can't see the expression that he's making. There is a feeling building up that he may just say, "Let's forget it." But they've already reached their destination -- which is something moving from one district to another with someone who seems like they're having some existential crisis, but here they are.

Moran pauses to stop outside of the manor. He keeps his back turned. ]


Well, anyway, here it is. [ A beat. ] This here ... it's yours. [ He reaches into his pocket and produces the items to prove that it was all bought in Albert's name. ]

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