That was going to put a stop to any errant touching that might've otherwise happened. Possibly for the best, though.
"Mmh," Ezra agreed with his agreement, sticking his hands underneath the back of his head, in the very picture of relaxation. He couldn't seem to think of anything to say, though, which maybe betrayed that he was a little rattled.
Re: Wednesday Evening
"Mmh," Ezra agreed with his agreement, sticking his hands underneath the back of his head, in the very picture of relaxation. He couldn't seem to think of anything to say, though, which maybe betrayed that he was a little rattled.