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Instead of replying verbally to her compliment, Josh just titters, fumbling with his hands –almost apprehensively— for a moment [ he wasn’t the best at vocalizing his thanks, but he hoped that the small nod he offered in response was enough of a hint ]. When part of Lina’s blanket is wrapped around him, there’s a brief spark of confusion, although the gesture is appreciated. He didn’t see why he should be nervous around her; not just yet—though he was still easing into that comfort zone with her.
″W-Well, this one’s kinda stupid [ and you’ve probably already heard it ], but….what do you call a sleepwalking nun?‶ he asked, subconsciously kneading the chair as he spoke.
DAMN. She didn’t know this one.
‘ My OKASAAN used to tell me jokes, but never in English, so I dunno this one! ‘
She cringes, managing a laugh, she wanted him to like her, & it seemed like she’d embarrassed herself. Her she had her feet upon the chair and she rested her head on her knees, she’s facing him, waiting for her voices to kick in, but she’d taken her meds early, meaning she wouldn’t be seeing her ghosts until later.
‘ What do you call a sleepwalking nun then, ‘jokemaster’? ‘