[ Dolph isn't that much taller than him but he does lean in and rest his chin on the other man's shoulder maybe hunching a little to do so, an arm coming to rest around his waist as he peeks down at the plant that's held in Dolph's hands.
He's very quiet for a moment, his gaze tracing over the sapling before his prosthetic arm reaches out to touch one of the leaves gently. It's some shade of awe, in a way.
A birthday present. For him. He flicks his gaze to look at what he Can of Dolph from his really weird positioning, before he speaks. ]
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He's very quiet for a moment, his gaze tracing over the sapling before his prosthetic arm reaches out to touch one of the leaves gently. It's some shade of awe, in a way.
A birthday present. For him. He flicks his gaze to look at what he Can of Dolph from his really weird positioning, before he speaks. ]
Can we plant it?