[Tate's smile still lingers, soft in the corners of his mouth as he does as instructed. Easier said than done, but he crunches over a few twigs and finds another toppled over tree trunk to tentatively sit down on - taking this as the moment to loosen his laces and empty out that extra sand. He gives his shoe a shake before putting it back on and slowly doing the same to the other foot.
His smile fades a little, a whisper of what it was and in a moment's time it's gone completely. Derek's got his full attention - though his brows pinch together because now he's not sure what to expect. Was Derek being serious about the emotional impact? He's listening, pale lashes blinking as he surveys Derek's figure.]
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His smile fades a little, a whisper of what it was and in a moment's time it's gone completely. Derek's got his full attention - though his brows pinch together because now he's not sure what to expect. Was Derek being serious about the emotional impact? He's listening, pale lashes blinking as he surveys Derek's figure.]
I'm... listening.