"Of course. You go right ahead." Pippa herself had distracted Rory up to that point. The way she undressed and her relaxed attitude called up memories of times at his apartment or hers when they would have stepped into that shower together. But one glance around the unfamiliar surroundings reminded him that they were a long way from those days, leaving him uncertain of how to proceed.
One step at a time, man. He drifted around the room, taking note of bits and pieces. Tiberus hissed again as he approached the window, but he met the tabby's eyes with a level gaze that said behave. The cat clearly did not agree, but he only spat once before dropping down from the sill and vacating the room.
Rory smiled as he continued around the room, but stilled abruptly when he came across the photographic proofs clearly taken by Pippa's photographer friend. He looked them over thoughtfully, mildly surprised to find his initial jealous irritation fading, and for more reasons than the fact that Marcello was married. The pictures he'd taken were clues to Pippa as she now was, and as he sifted through them, he looked for hints of the changes she'd gone through since leaving him.
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Date: 2009-08-22 03:46 am (UTC)One step at a time, man. He drifted around the room, taking note of bits and pieces. Tiberus hissed again as he approached the window, but he met the tabby's eyes with a level gaze that said behave. The cat clearly did not agree, but he only spat once before dropping down from the sill and vacating the room.
Rory smiled as he continued around the room, but stilled abruptly when he came across the photographic proofs clearly taken by Pippa's photographer friend. He looked them over thoughtfully, mildly surprised to find his initial jealous irritation fading, and for more reasons than the fact that Marcello was married. The pictures he'd taken were clues to Pippa as she now was, and as he sifted through them, he looked for hints of the changes she'd gone through since leaving him.