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[waywardshepherd]

[ He hadn't been snooping, really. He'd just been trying to clean up some things; he could see his accumulating mess, and he'd wanted to do something about it. Not that Alex Shepherd didn't snoop, and more than occasionally, just that this isn't the reason he manages to stumble across one of Henry's secrets. It takes him a bit to register what he's looking at, and then he's all grins, unable to help himself as he shuts the drawer and walks into the kitchen with the pack of cards in hand. He stops in the doorway, raising a brow as he holds up his find, a tiny grin already curling his mouth despite his best efforts. ]

And what's this, Mr. Townshend? Got something to share?

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[waywardshepherd]

- 'pretty'?

[ Not something Alex expects to hear about him, of all people. He's not offended, just... surprised, really. That Henry could apply that word to him. ]

[21st_sacrament]

Yeah.

[Henry's hand takes one of Alex's, thumb running over the knuckles.

He can't explain, doesn't know if he's capable of it.]

[waywardshepherd]

... huh.

[ Alex is quiet for a bit as he mulls that over, enjoys the feeling to Henry's hand in his, the motion of his thumb. Then he's tugging Henry's hand up, pressing a kiss to his knuckles, a smile curling his mouth when he drops their hands back down. ]

I'd pretend to be offended at your surprise, but considering I'm surprised that you can describe anything on me as pretty, that'd be a bit hard. [ A laugh. ]

[21st_sacrament]

We can call it even.