Martin chuckles faintly, soft but charmed, when Freckle hops closer and starts plucking at his collar. When Daine offers that they head out, he looks briefly at his mostly un-drunk tea and then sets it aside. He feels a bit guilty not drinking more of it, but he is eager to get this underway. He stands up gingerly, not wanting to startle his passenger.
"I'd like that," he says with a little nod. "Thank you."
The process of flagging down a cab is mercifully quick, and the ride is brief as well, though Martin feels the minutes drag on as he keeps conspicuously silent. He knows he's behaving differently from when they first met; he's trying not to, but he is different, and there's only so much he can do. So far Daine seems content enough to leave him alone about it, which is a minor comfort.
The clinic is quite nice, and there are a few people in the waiting area with dogs on leashes, one with a rabbit. Martin smiles automatically at them, though he keeps his eyes more on the animals than the people, and he waits politely for Daine to guide him.
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"I'd like that," he says with a little nod. "Thank you."
The process of flagging down a cab is mercifully quick, and the ride is brief as well, though Martin feels the minutes drag on as he keeps conspicuously silent. He knows he's behaving differently from when they first met; he's trying not to, but he is different, and there's only so much he can do. So far Daine seems content enough to leave him alone about it, which is a minor comfort.
The clinic is quite nice, and there are a few people in the waiting area with dogs on leashes, one with a rabbit. Martin smiles automatically at them, though he keeps his eyes more on the animals than the people, and he waits politely for Daine to guide him.