[ Hmm. Derek's lightly annoyed, leaning back in the grass until he drops flat on his back, and for a second, it looks like he's just not going to say shit out of spite. Until - ]
Wait, hold on.
[ And then Derek's - smiling, a little self-satisfied, a little smug. Mostly just really fucking happy. He looks up at Tate. Pretends he's not half as entertained as he is. ]
You were looking the triskele up? Like - researching it? Because of me? Why?
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Wait, hold on.
[ And then Derek's - smiling, a little self-satisfied, a little smug. Mostly just really fucking happy. He looks up at Tate. Pretends he's not half as entertained as he is. ]
You were looking the triskele up? Like - researching it? Because of me? Why?