[Tate gets through a hungry mouthful of pretzels before he slows, biting the next one off in pieces to enjoy while looking out at the water. The waves just - settle him, and he breathes out slowly and seems to zone out for a few seconds before remembering he's not alone. He smiles at Derek in a dumb, shy way he almost never does. Then, he sort of realizes he must look stupid and drops it away.]
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Guess I owe you. Want your blowie now or later?
[BJs for pretzels - dates back, doesn't it.]