Connor nodded his head slightly, “yeah you” he said in a soft tone, a slight smile on his face as he responded.
Very uncommon for him in all honesty, but he didn’t mind.
Connor smiled softly and surprisingly he didn’t stop Felicia from doing that, in a way he liked it, it was sort of comforting and normally he wasn’t one to feel that sort of thing.
“Well if you ever want more marshmallows, and a fire with the hint of danger of it burning the +
place down, you know where I am” he joked, though he did mean it at the same time. He really would do that for her.
A slight blush formed on his cheeks for a second and he rubbed the back of his neck, not that he was embarrassed at all. Sometimes he just got a little shy.
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// I might write a solo for student Connor over the next couple of days. Possibly one containing some history about his family and how he became the way he is
A playful eyebrow lifted for a second but the smile spread even more across his face, “what are you after exactly?” He asked in a playful tone. Though he did appreciate those words and the expression on his face did show that. For a second he paused, “thank you” he added +
"I don't think there really is such a thing as 'normal' she gestured with her fingers quotation marks in the air. "I think there's ordinary people and extraordinary people, nothing else" a small shrug. "You happen to be extraordinary even among the extraordinary, Connor". (+)
honestly. He really wasn’t used to anyone being this nice to him, but he did sort of like it. Not that he would admit to it.
“You are extraordinary as well” he admits, “it’s not every day that you meet someone so willing to roast marshmallows over an open fire” he teased. But +
Connor tilted his head to the side slightly as he listened and a soft smile remained on his face for a brief moment. That wae incredibly sweet of her in all honesty and he really did appreciate the words she had said.
“I suppose being a freak is better than being normal” he +
"Well I like dogs very much. Coming from hell or not" a chuckle. "To be honest I think that's why we're all here... Nevermore I mean. We're outcast for a reason, and this is a safe place to learn how to control our powers and that. The more powerful you are the harder it (+)
admits with a playful shake of his head. For a second he paused as he ran his fingers through his hair “you really think that?” He asked, almost as if he was debating it for a moment or two, but from the way she spoke, he knew that he should believe her.
He hoped that she was +
Connor couldn’t help but smile at that, she was definitely pretty and she was right on this. That much be couldn’t argue with at all.
An eyebrow lifted for a second but only a brief second, “I guess it’s because people immediately assume the worst once they hear it” he paused +
"Pretty girls are always right" she said with a playful tone, winking at him and giggling.
It was the turn of the third marshmallows to die in her jaws.
"Huh, hellhound?" she asked. Very rare creatures. "Why do you say it as if it's such a horrible thing?" she laughed (+)
he also couldn’t deny that he also thought it was pretty cool. At times anyway. The smile grew on his face at that though, it was the first time that he had felt a little bit better about what he was.
“I suppose they are” he replied with a laugh of his own and a playful shake +