[ For most people, he'd leave it there. But Laura is different. Her only wicked, sharp parts are her claws. The rest of her is bluntly earnest, curious, and kind. Nothing he says to her will get turned into a joke at his expense or melted down into a personalized knife to stab him with later.
Besides, she's young, she's in love, and Bastien might very well be the only (relatively) old person she knows who's in a long and steady relationship and actually willing to talk about it. So after a shy sort of pause, he keeps going. ]
And he makes me laugh, and he makes me think, and he helps me do things I might not have been brave enough to do without him, and he's really much more interesting than food. It's not a close call at all. I can think about chocolate for maybe a minute at a time before I am bored. But Byerly is complicated, and he grows. He has his own life I get to watch and be proud of. And chocolate only makes me any happier when I get to have some, but because of Byerly I'm happier all the time. Even when he isn't here.
And of course, [ with a deep breath and a bracing pause, as if he's reluctant but helpless against the pull of this horrible corniness, ] he's sweeter.
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He melts a lot more slowly.
[ For most people, he'd leave it there. But Laura is different. Her only wicked, sharp parts are her claws. The rest of her is bluntly earnest, curious, and kind. Nothing he says to her will get turned into a joke at his expense or melted down into a personalized knife to stab him with later.
Besides, she's young, she's in love, and Bastien might very well be the only (relatively) old person she knows who's in a long and steady relationship and actually willing to talk about it. So after a shy sort of pause, he keeps going. ]
And he makes me laugh, and he makes me think, and he helps me do things I might not have been brave enough to do without him, and he's really much more interesting than food. It's not a close call at all. I can think about chocolate for maybe a minute at a time before I am bored. But Byerly is complicated, and he grows. He has his own life I get to watch and be proud of. And chocolate only makes me any happier when I get to have some, but because of Byerly I'm happier all the time. Even when he isn't here.
And of course, [ with a deep breath and a bracing pause, as if he's reluctant but helpless against the pull of this horrible corniness, ] he's sweeter.