PC WITH ANAXAGORAS

[robopriest]

i love how this meme doesn't make sense but its funny to Me

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[anaxagoreia]

[ Perhaps his own singular eye creases a bit in return, albeit some amusement but equal parts unequivocal limitless and peerless warm emotions beyond affection, the honest reaction doing well to send a sentiment from a tidal wave of emotion itself. Even just from a small reaction on his part. ]

No.

At that time, I don't believe I was cognizant of whatever feelings that stirred even in their infancy, and even when I had begun to catch on...hmph.

I expected nothing to come of it.

[ It's an honest truth. Not wholly because of Hansa's situation, but rather mostly because of his own, more than anything - though, he anticipated with Hansa his own may interfere as well. Hansa made him realize so many things; things he thought himself incapable of, forced him to confront a truth he thought he knew, but ultimately had not.

Easily, he finds himself relaxing into the touch, though even like this has enough presence of mind to offer a heartfelt, yet loving lecture. ]

But, that matters little now.

More improtantly, for a so-called terrible priest, you proved yourself to be beyond simply the inane and ridiculous nonsense, you know. Though not always above it. I firmly believe that this includes now. In that you have already proven the strength and tenacity of your love. That even if someone foolishly dared to offer it rebuttal [ He'd pull out his gun, actually. ], the truth is undeniable from what I can see.

I will remind you as much as possible as well; which should be easy enough. [ Then, with something that sounds incredibly proud... ] I am not blind to the affect I have on you, after all.

[robopriest]

I mean, it was a little understandable why you thought nothing would come of it. But you surprised even me.

[Because in the beginning, even after realizing his feelings, he was sure it was dead on the doorstep. He was a priest. He couldn't even begin to acknowledge it as real. But the man pressed onwards, was stubborn to hell and back, and...now this. Getting lectured by the Professor about the idea of their love and how its grown.]

Ahaha! I would hope you're not. Blind, that is. [He offers a little peck of a kiss to the man's nose.] ...Can you imagine, though? Childermass accused me of leading you on, around a week or two after we arrived in this place. I denied it, and I didn't really believe it at the time, either. But I think, deep down...you had already become my favorite person.

...I'm addicted to you, Anaxagoras.

[anaxagoreia]

I'm fairly talented at surprising people.

[ Anaxagoras seems unsurprisingly proud of this fact. Ah, but did he believe that Hansa would never acknowledge it for himself, should he develop feelings for him? Ironically, he didn't think that.

It was acting on those feelings with a sense of finality being the rub, so to speak. He remembers when the beloved priest outlined the problems so clearly, but dared to give into his budding feelings, and...his mind goes off track when he laughs so beautifully. He lifts another hand so that two are resting on Hansa's face, and he returns the kiss right back on his nose in turn. ]

The heart knows before the mind realizes. [ Spoken gently, as much as with amusement; he shifts to lean his head against Hansa's shoulder, hands settling around his waist. ] But, now I suppose know why he reacted the way he did, when I said what I did...though, even if I felt ever the more certain about my feelings, I really had no intention of acting on them myself. Not so early on.

Well, fortunately for you, I can't help but feel the same way. Even if I will undoubtedly cause you a number of troubles.