Only the memory of a hundred, a thousand reprimands keeps Illya's fingers from twining together as he waits for the reply. As he watches the teenager's expression to parse out the reaction to his question (a question he would not have been brave enough to ask when he had first arrived). However careful he schools his expression, his eyes, as always, betray him.
The world outside the small apartment is still too foreign and strange. Without Martin's capability with languages, he would have been lost once already and would again if he attempted to leave without the older boy to see it on his own.
"The park?" he asked, after trying and failing to imagine the teenager as the bulbous image he described. "We used to go to Gorky Park before-". Illya stopped abruptly, then said "I would like to go."
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Date: 2017-11-18 10:18 am (UTC)The world outside the small apartment is still too foreign and strange. Without Martin's capability with languages, he would have been lost once already and would again if he attempted to leave without the older boy to see it on his own.
"The park?" he asked, after trying and failing to imagine the teenager as the bulbous image he described. "We used to go to Gorky Park before-". Illya stopped abruptly, then said "I would like to go."