Room 204 [afternoon]

[momslilassassin]

After his daily run and trip to the gym, Ben had retreated to his room (not that he would see it that way) to continue working on the Thor helmet he'd been making for Jono.

Which was why Ben was currently hovering a good foot off of the ground and looking quite pleased with himself. The motor to make the wings actually serve a purpose was working!

The door was cracked open.

[OOC: And the post is totally open!]

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[weetuskenraider]

"Well, there was that one time," Tahiri replied. "So it could happen again."

[momslilassassin]

Ben grinned at her. "I like dancing with you."

[weetuskenraider]

"Once was enough for you to decide that?" she teased, poking at his stomach.

[momslilassassin]

"I get to hug you for four straight minutes in public," Ben said. "What's not to like?"

[weetuskenraider]

"You do that a lot without music anyway," Tahiri pointed out. "But I like it too."

[momslilassassin]

"Good," Ben said, leaning in enough to rub his nose against hers. "Hi."

[weetuskenraider]

"Hi yourself," Tahiri replied, going a little crosseyed but putting her arms around his waist anyway. "You seem to be doing better today."

[momslilassassin]

"I got a little bit of sleep last night," Ben admitted. Curled at the bottom of Ender's bed, and that was sad, but... "That helped."

[weetuskenraider]

"Usually does." That was enough of an excuse to give him a proper hug, as far as Tahiri was concerned. She wished sleep helped. "Having some fun might help a little bit, too. Good thing we're going to be doing that, huh?"

[momslilassassin]

Ben nodded and wrapped his fingers in her hair. "I like fun," he said.

[weetuskenraider]

Tahiri made a soft happy noise and nuzzled at his chest. "You? Like fun? I never would have expected that."

[momslilassassin]

"It's because you mix me up with the other non-fun loving Jedi," he said, moving his hand down to give her a quick neck massage.

[weetuskenraider]

She might be just a little bit tense, yeah. She'd stopped noticing a while ago. "There are other non-fun loving Jedi?"

Not her wittiest response, but the massage was distracting.

[momslilassassin]

Ben frowned and moved his other hand up, massaging her shoulders. "I've never found Zekk all that interesting," he said.

[weetuskenraider]

"He's not exactly the Jedi you hope you're sitting next to at a boring function, yeah," Tahiri agreed. She might just close her eyes for a second here. Good thing she was leaning against him.

[momslilassassin]

Ben had kind of counted on her leaning against him. This way it was much easier to work the kinks out of the small of her back, too.

"But that wasn't my group of friends, either," he said. "Maybe he's thrilling when he's talking to Jaina."

[weetuskenraider]

"Not whenever I've been in earshot -- oh. That's nice," she told him, relaxing just a fraction more. "But maybe that was just because they thought I was just a kid."

And now she was going to be a little disturbed wondering about that.

[momslilassassin]

"You're not a kid," Ben said, "and you haven't been one for years."

[weetuskenraider]

"You know that," Tahiri said, a little of the residual frustration leaking into her voice, "and Jaina here knows it, but they still treated me like one. Even after Myrkr."

[momslilassassin]

Ben kept rubbing her back. "Want me to kick them?"

[weetuskenraider]

"It's okay." She curled a little closer against him and started to trail her fingers along his spine. "It's stupid to still be mad about that, anyway. Isn't it?"

[momslilassassin]

"Maybe a little," Ben admitted, "but it doesn't mean that I wouldn't be mad about it still."

[weetuskenraider]

"Well, there's no point in being mad about it right now when they're a galaxy away. Seems like a waste of energy." Which was a precious commodity right now. Tahiri gave Ben a thoughtful look. "But even if it's stupid, it's kind of normal."

[momslilassassin]

"When have we ever been normal?" he asked with a slightly strained laugh.

[weetuskenraider]

"I meant normal for us," Tahiri clarified, her own laugh just as strained.