Social norms were something Briar had spent a long time and a lot of hard work getting better at himself. A lack of fitting into them wasn't something he was ever going to hold against someone, if he even noticed in the first place. People came different, he knew that and just went with it as long as no one was causing him or his any trouble. The girl beside him wasn't causing anyone any harm, much less him, and he had to say maybe he liked the attention.
Even if it wound up with him just posing for a little while. Nothing so bad about that if he got to chat with a pretty face in the meantime.
With another little amused huff of air he finished his labelling before turning his notebook to face her. A realistic drawing of an orange flower that grew across the path, precise labels of the different parts filling the space around it filled the page. "It's called butterfly weed."
More than that, he didn't know yet. But he'd learn.
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Date: 2022-07-05 01:04 am (UTC)Even if it wound up with him just posing for a little while. Nothing so bad about that if he got to chat with a pretty face in the meantime.
With another little amused huff of air he finished his labelling before turning his notebook to face her. A realistic drawing of an orange flower that grew across the path, precise labels of the different parts filling the space around it filled the page. "It's called butterfly weed."
More than that, he didn't know yet. But he'd learn.