Another thing that's new, since obviously in my inherited memories Peter's generally the one doing the arm thing. Not that I think I'm incapable of arm things -- that is a terrible way of putting it -- since I don't intend to be Ginger Rogers at all times. I can lead. Just... you know. Not right now, because I'm still finding my footing.
Which, actually, means maybe I shouldn't be dancing backwards? It's not a perfect analogy.
"I feel safer already," I say, leaning sideways into her a little, shifting my arm out of the way and around her back, which seems like a good compromise on the who-does-what front. "And as it turns out, you're actually a pretty swell date, Valkyrie Cain."
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Date: 2012-04-26 06:29 am (UTC)Which, actually, means maybe I shouldn't be dancing backwards? It's not a perfect analogy.
"I feel safer already," I say, leaning sideways into her a little, shifting my arm out of the way and around her back, which seems like a good compromise on the who-does-what front. "And as it turns out, you're actually a pretty swell date, Valkyrie Cain."