Wilhelm zoned out for a split second, but quickly snapped back into reality. “Um- hm. That.. spiel, that wasn’t to sound ungrateful for you drawing me, or anything. I feel like I should’ve been more explicit in that regard.”
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He nodded again. "Yeah, it's fine." he replied. "Ah get tha'." he shrugged his shoulders a little bit, still stretching out to pet Bonnie.
Wilhelm looked at Connor’s outstretched arm. “Do you want her for a bit? I don’t mind moving her to your bed.”
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Connor smiled a little. "Only if yer alrigh' wi' lettin' her go." he replied, scratching behind Bonnie's ears.
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“That’s a tough decision to make, you know. Forcing a man to choose between his friend and his dog.” Wilhelm laughed, picking up the elderly dog. She wiggled sleepily in his arms, but didn’t do much to fight back when he placed her next to Connor.
Connor chuckled, smiling and petting Bonnie. "Hm. Well. As Bonnie is nae technically yers, ah dinnae see th' issue." he teased, looking over at Wilhelm with a smile. "Thanks, though."
Wilhelm rolled his eyes. “Oh, come off it! You know what I mean, smartass.” He could barely suppress a slanted grin as he talked. “If you get tired of her, I’ll gladly take her back.”
Connor stuck his tongue out at Wilhelm, laughing. "What, me? Get tired o' her? Nope. Yer gonna have ta pry her from m' cold, dead hands, Wilhelm."
He wrinkled his nose, laying down once again. “I very well might, Connor. I don’t know if you know this about me, but I’m a very determined person.”
Connor snorted softly. "Ah, maybe yeh are, bu' ah'm in no danger o' dyin' anytime soon. 'less yer plannin' ta kill me?"
“No, no, I can simply rely on the fact that Bonnie adores me most. Nothing against you, Connor, but the girl’s known me longest!” Wilhelm chuckled, leaning to quickly pet Bonnie’s little head.
He gasped in mock outrage. "How dare you, sir!" He exclaimed, mouth twitching in a smile as he petted Bonnie.
“No, how dare you! Sir! I believe that you’re insinuating that this fair lady’s loyalties lie with you, not the man who has provided her company for years? Is that what I’m hearing?” Wilhelm challenged, barely able to keep a straight face and stop himself from laughing.
Connor's mouth twitched with barely suppressed laughter. "Ha! But of course, my friend!"
He scoffed incredulously. “Friend! Bah! My dear sir, if you continue down this path, you may call yourself a foe.” Wilhelm dramatically bit off his syllables as he talked, cracking the tiniest of smiles.
He stuck out his tongue. "But, m' good sir, yeh ferget somethin'. Ah hold the dog as mine prisoner." he gave a faint laugh, holding Bonnie.
Wilhelm put on an air of shock. “You’re holding her prisoner? Or hostage? Because I will pay the price for her freedom.” He added, finally unable to hold back smiles any longer.
He smirked a little bit. "Oh, but yeh dinnae even know m' price yet!" he responded, petting Bonnie and looking over at Wilhelm.
“What is it, then?” Wilhelm leaned forward just a bit, petting Bonnie as well. “Go ahead, tell me.”
A kiss. His brain whispered mischievously, and a faint blush tickled his cheeks pink at that idea. No! He cleared his throat. "Uhm. Ah have nae decided yet."
“I feel like you have, you’re just not going to tell me.” Wilhelm fell back onto his back, barely noticing the faint blush that crept onto Connor’s cheeks. “Or maybe I’m just paranoid.” He chuckled at that, going ahead and pulling a blanket over his lap.
Connor squinted a little bit at him, still petting Bonnie. "Nah. Still thinkin'." he replied, shaking his head a little bit. He didn't know what to say.
Wilhelm rubbed his face, taking a moment to suppress a yawn as he waited. Bonnie’s docked tail wagged lazily as she woke up, registering her surroundings.
He finally sighed loudly. "You'll have to not bite or pick at your knuckles for ten whole entire minutes." he laughed a little bit, petting Bonnie.
“..Done.” Wilhelm agreed, nodding firmly. “That’s easy enough.. probably.”
He shrugged. "Should 't be twenty, then?" he asked, smirking a little.
“Okay, well, I already agreed to ten, so I think jacking it up now is immoral.” Wilhelm laughed just the smallest bit. “You understand, don’t you?”
He sighed. "Right, fine." he replied, still petting Bonnie. "We'll see."
“It’ll be a nice bonus if I make it to 20, won’t it?” Wilhelm had been absentmindedly picking at his knuckles and hands all day, but didn’t put enough thought into it to even register the actions. Now that he had agreed not to pick, though, he was absolutely itching to. “Otherwise, that sounds like a deal.”
Connor nodded. "Alright. Time starts…now." he looked at the clock, remembering the time.
(gtg for real now most likely. Good night!)