[For a second there that frozen expression of Fraser's causes some concern on Ray's side, unsure whether the pause is for good or bad.
But then Fraser's smiling right back and agreeing to the whole thing. God, he loved that smile and everything that came with it.
An adventure. Granted it wouldn't be quite up to the epic proportions of finding some legendary hand, but a little trip away from the reception would still be something for the two of them to enjoy together, even if it was only to stumble around outside like drunken college kids. The point is, Fraser was up for it, willing to spend time with him somewhere other than the work environment. Just like old times, when they'd spend weeks on end not seeing another soul, reliant on one another (and the dogs) for survival. Ray doesn't miss the cold or the pain associated with it, but he does miss the exploration, the learning curve and the long nights spent with his friend, sometimes talking about complete and utter shit, while other nights not even bothering with words.]
Go for it.
[The bow tie, he means. But also the adventure.
He tilts his chin upwards to give easier access to the white collar, standing up straight for Fraser's sake while squinting thoughtfully about what they could do. It was a good plan of Benton's, giving Ray something to look forward to after the ceremony rather than dreading every second of the day.]
I got a few ideas. Nothin' that'd take you away for too long. Don't want you upsettin' the bride and groom too much on their weddin' day.
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But then Fraser's smiling right back and agreeing to the whole thing. God, he loved that smile and everything that came with it.
An adventure. Granted it wouldn't be quite up to the epic proportions of finding some legendary hand, but a little trip away from the reception would still be something for the two of them to enjoy together, even if it was only to stumble around outside like drunken college kids. The point is, Fraser was up for it, willing to spend time with him somewhere other than the work environment. Just like old times, when they'd spend weeks on end not seeing another soul, reliant on one another (and the dogs) for survival. Ray doesn't miss the cold or the pain associated with it, but he does miss the exploration, the learning curve and the long nights spent with his friend, sometimes talking about complete and utter shit, while other nights not even bothering with words.]
Go for it.
[The bow tie, he means. But also the adventure.
He tilts his chin upwards to give easier access to the white collar, standing up straight for Fraser's sake while squinting thoughtfully about what they could do. It was a good plan of Benton's, giving Ray something to look forward to after the ceremony rather than dreading every second of the day.]
I got a few ideas. Nothin' that'd take you away for too long. Don't want you upsettin' the bride and groom too much on their weddin' day.