( he doesn't suspect that ALASTAIR will learn from their mistakes, or even that they remotely care that many of the team had been weakened, dying, and powerless thanks to the world they'd been dropped in. Graham does not think that the force they are trapped working for cares about them in the slightest. if he was gone, they would replace him. hoping ALASTAIR will learn to be more considerate is perhaps an even more lost cause than hoping to see Storybrooke again.
the most he can do is try to learn from it on his own. he just isn't sure what can be done, despite Sieglinde's insistence on finding something. how can a crushed heart be replaced?
he's... well, he's surprised by the suggestion, as apparent by lifted brows. he was going to suggest they head that way, as if being a bit more unspecific might improve his odds of getting her to agree. maybe that is silly to think, it is just breakfast, but he is talking to the woman that attempted to return a hot chocolate he didn't even send her on the pretense it could have been flirting. ) I would be happy to. I don't suppose they've doughnuts, do they?
( there weren't any last time he was in Oska, but a man can dream, can't he? )
[It's just breakfast. The least formal, supposedly most important meal of the day. They can have breakfast together without either of them reading too much into it, while hot chocolate flirtation would be a different thing entirely.]
I heard they go all out for celebrations, but I wouldn't hope for a donut at breakfast. [ALASTAIR knows how and when to party. It probably doesn't apply to a regular morning.] You might have to settle for a scone and a cup of fruit.
[Or some similarly non-threatening baked good. She knows he's not much for meats these days, and she won't push it.] Come on, we'll find you something. [She'll even lead the way. It's good that he caught her as soon as he thought he could, but they can eat and catch up. They've always been good at multi-tasking.]
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Date: 2016-06-20 09:08 am (UTC)the most he can do is try to learn from it on his own. he just isn't sure what can be done, despite Sieglinde's insistence on finding something. how can a crushed heart be replaced?
he's... well, he's surprised by the suggestion, as apparent by lifted brows. he was going to suggest they head that way, as if being a bit more unspecific might improve his odds of getting her to agree. maybe that is silly to think, it is just breakfast, but he is talking to the woman that attempted to return a hot chocolate he didn't even send her on the pretense it could have been flirting. ) I would be happy to. I don't suppose they've doughnuts, do they?
( there weren't any last time he was in Oska, but a man can dream, can't he? )
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Date: 2016-06-21 12:13 am (UTC)I heard they go all out for celebrations, but I wouldn't hope for a donut at breakfast. [ALASTAIR knows how and when to party. It probably doesn't apply to a regular morning.] You might have to settle for a scone and a cup of fruit.
[Or some similarly non-threatening baked good. She knows he's not much for meats these days, and she won't push it.] Come on, we'll find you something. [She'll even lead the way. It's good that he caught her as soon as he thought he could, but they can eat and catch up. They've always been good at multi-tasking.]