[Ford glances up and gives Fiddleford a wide grin. He's sort of in his element already, and Fiddleford showing up is just the icing on the cake.]
That's alright. The still can wait. And you're damn right about that. We're going to need all the help we can get.
[He shoves aside a pile of rubbish to give Fiddleford a space to work that also happens to be conveniently next to him. As if he doesn't get his fill of closeness now that they're sleeping in the same bed every night.]
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That's alright. The still can wait. And you're damn right about that. We're going to need all the help we can get.
[He shoves aside a pile of rubbish to give Fiddleford a space to work that also happens to be conveniently next to him. As if he doesn't get his fill of closeness now that they're sleeping in the same bed every night.]