[He hates (and loves) how Eliot knows exactly how to get him to let his guard completely down. For a moment, he clings futilely to his stubbornness, but dammit...]
Okay, so- um... sometimes I have like- wait, maybe I should start with- [He runs a hand through his hair, tucking it behind one ear as the other continues to stroke Eliot like a curly cat.] What do you think about... fake languages?
I think there's probably no such thing as a fake language, because if you can communicate with another person using it, then it's just a real language. Right?
[ That's Eliot's deep thought for the week. ]
I'm not learning Elvish so I can talk dirty to you.
late late late sorry!
Okay, so- um... sometimes I have like- wait, maybe I should start with- [He runs a hand through his hair, tucking it behind one ear as the other continues to stroke Eliot like a curly cat.] What do you think about... fake languages?
no subject
[ That's Eliot's deep thought for the week. ]
I'm not learning Elvish so I can talk dirty to you.