"I have an inkling of what happens next at least. It's not like I've had the opportunity to do that in this form," he points out carefully. Whatever happened in the map room, Jarvis hadn't forgotten, but he didn't hold it in a negative light for Sam.
He lets them both sit in silence for a moment, letting the sound of sponge moving over skin fill the otherwise quiet room. He tried to think of what humans usually did for the particular situation that's moving through his mind. What was it called?
"...Si-- Sam. Would you like to go on a date with me sometime?" He turns his head to look at the other questioningly. Not questioningly because he was afraid of rejection, but more because he wasn't sure if that was the correct term.
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Date: 2015-06-24 03:50 am (UTC)He lets them both sit in silence for a moment, letting the sound of sponge moving over skin fill the otherwise quiet room. He tried to think of what humans usually did for the particular situation that's moving through his mind. What was it called?
"...Si-- Sam. Would you like to go on a date with me sometime?" He turns his head to look at the other questioningly. Not questioningly because he was afraid of rejection, but more because he wasn't sure if that was the correct term.