[ Oh man, so this is what happiness is like. Well, actually, he's been pretty happy ever since coming home with Sara and Barnham ... Maybe that happy feeling wasn't as overwhelming as it is right now.
Hmm.... Feelings. Still confusing. He'll get the hang of it sooner or later. ]
Oh... I see. [ Russell just looks down at his feet. ]
Thank you...
[ Now he feels kind of shy! WHAT DO YOU DO AT BIRTHDAY PARTIES (that isn't murdering someone)? ]
[He's the steadying force but he also wants Russell to enjoy himself?? So for now he's not doing any steadying at all.]
There are gifts, there is the cake, and I believe if there is anything you should otherwise like to do today, Russell, we shall be more than willing to do so as well.
[ Define "all out", though? Keep an eye on Sara, just in case, Barnham...
But god, he feels so awkward. He's trying his best not to think about the murderous birthday cake from his dreams, but also...... Well, you know, a birthday party for him sounds nice -- IN THEORY!!! Now that it's actually here, what does he do? ]
Uhm.... Give me a moment...
[ Approaching the cake, assuming there's silverware around, he's going to pick up a fork and--
Poke the cake. Carefully. Gently. He flinches, bracing himself for anything--
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Hmm.... Feelings. Still confusing. He'll get the hang of it sooner or later. ]
Oh... I see. [ Russell just looks down at his feet. ]
Thank you...
[ Now he feels kind of shy! WHAT DO YOU DO AT BIRTHDAY PARTIES (that isn't murdering someone)? ]
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[ And a fistpump, apparently. ] This is an important event that only happens once a year, so let's go all out!
[ This is why Barnham is the steadying force in this relationship. ]
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[He's the steadying force but he also wants Russell to enjoy himself?? So for now he's not doing any steadying at all.]
There are gifts, there is the cake, and I believe if there is anything you should otherwise like to do today, Russell, we shall be more than willing to do so as well.
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But god, he feels so awkward. He's trying his best not to think about the murderous birthday cake from his dreams, but also...... Well, you know, a birthday party for him sounds nice -- IN THEORY!!! Now that it's actually here, what does he do? ]
Uhm.... Give me a moment...
[ Approaching the cake, assuming there's silverware around, he's going to pick up a fork and--
Poke the cake. Carefully. Gently. He flinches, bracing himself for anything--
Aaand, nothing! Thank god.
It's not alive. ]
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I can promise you there's nothing in there that's going to bite you.