[ And this is where the Mountie finally catches up to what he's doing and gets flustered about it, like that moment on the train with the hairpin... ]
Your ass. Yes of course, freezing your ass off.
[ But in any case, he's now flustered, and blushing, and stands up so suddenly he knocks his head on the top bar of the tent and makes the entire thing jump. The firebox rattles in its holding, threatening to tip over, but stays put by the skin of its teeth, and Fraser dips his head low again. ]
My apologies. Ah-- I mean...
[ He turns on the spot, knocking his cooking pot over with a clang and a clatter, then bends over away from Ray to fuss with the blankets and clothes before clumsily turning again on the spot, knocking the lantern (thankfully not lit) onto the pile of blankets and generally just making a fool of himself. ]
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Your ass. Yes of course, freezing your ass off.
[ But in any case, he's now flustered, and blushing, and stands up so suddenly he knocks his head on the top bar of the tent and makes the entire thing jump. The firebox rattles in its holding, threatening to tip over, but stays put by the skin of its teeth, and Fraser dips his head low again. ]
My apologies. Ah-- I mean...
[ He turns on the spot, knocking his cooking pot over with a clang and a clatter, then bends over away from Ray to fuss with the blankets and clothes before clumsily turning again on the spot, knocking the lantern (thankfully not lit) onto the pile of blankets and generally just making a fool of himself. ]
Perhaps if you were to come over here.