[Nick ducks his head a little at the praise, lifting a hand in the way that Nick the former used to, scrubbing it back from the base of his neck to ruffle his short hair. Nick's easily the most proud of the interface, of the fact that he can experience this, that Hancock can experience that, that they're safe while they do? But...there is some artistry to the mundane bits of the simulation.
It had taken him far longer than he'd admit, making this place a carbon copy, but nowhere else would have done for this sort of thing. He didn't want to make somewhere else, he wanted to make home, and it feels deeply gratifying to hear the sleepy, happy-hazy sentiment from Hancock. Nick shrugs a little, shoulders inching a little higher toward his ears (they felt hot? could ears blush? This had never come up before for a variety of reasons) and the tub before him gradually fills with cool water.
With the chill in the air, Nick can think of few things he wants less than climbing into a cold bath, but that won't take much to fix. He'd joke about it, but Hancock hits him with that sideways thought--have the wedding here? There's something a touch repellant about that--He scrubs his hair back down and that other detail finally settles across his processors.
Having Nick's family around? It's strange to think that he even has family to have around...but he does, doesn't he?]
Might be easier for DiMA to have it here, all things considered....but--uh--fun as it is...not sure I want to wear this face to my own wedding. And, while both these looks are stellar on you, sweetheart, I'd kinda miss seeing the whole package.
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It had taken him far longer than he'd admit, making this place a carbon copy, but nowhere else would have done for this sort of thing. He didn't want to make somewhere else, he wanted to make home, and it feels deeply gratifying to hear the sleepy, happy-hazy sentiment from Hancock. Nick shrugs a little, shoulders inching a little higher toward his ears (they felt hot? could ears blush? This had never come up before for a variety of reasons) and the tub before him gradually fills with cool water.
With the chill in the air, Nick can think of few things he wants less than climbing into a cold bath, but that won't take much to fix. He'd joke about it, but Hancock hits him with that sideways thought--have the wedding here? There's something a touch repellant about that--He scrubs his hair back down and that other detail finally settles across his processors.
Having Nick's family around? It's strange to think that he even has family to have around...but he does, doesn't he?]
Might be easier for DiMA to have it here, all things considered....but--uh--fun as it is...not sure I want to wear this face to my own wedding. And, while both these looks are stellar on you, sweetheart, I'd kinda miss seeing the whole package.