[He hadn't quite been pulling away to go back upstairs, but he'd been thinking about it. It's been a very long few months, and he's gone back and forth between hating Len and...well, something else. Nothing like hating him at all.
He can feel the edge of Len's ring pressing into his finger, not uncomfortably, and for a moment he wants to know what his partner thinks. But he doesn't know what kind of answer he'll get, and he isn't quite ready to find out.]
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He can feel the edge of Len's ring pressing into his finger, not uncomfortably, and for a moment he wants to know what his partner thinks. But he doesn't know what kind of answer he'll get, and he isn't quite ready to find out.]
Fine. Leave it, easier that way.