[it's also mine! ONE DAY, i'll have money and i will go to all of the places i want to visit. XD (oh, no! D: well, at least you were able to get back to saving after!)]
Flaxen-tinted irides dilated in surprise at the returned grip, the slight curve of his lips lifting higher at the quiet gratefulness. "And what would you say if that was exactly what I was expecting? I'm quite enjoying all the technological things that Doctor McCoy has helped to educate all of us in." Maybe even more so than most of his other teammates. Or, perhaps that was his ridiculously high amount of diligence for wanting to learn as much as possible about anything.
"I ... could certainly try," he stated, voice wavering between determination and being unsure. On one hand, he wanted to test his limits - to see how far he could actually get in one teleport, but with that came the possibility of exhaustion or worse - falling unconscious. "The dishes I can do. That's well within my limit, ja. After this, I'll have to take time to recover before Miss Darkholme runs me ragged."
He drew his other hand up, pressing the heel of his palm against his forehead and turning his head to the side, huffing in an over-dramatic fashion. An easy laugh followed soon after though, the arm dropping back against his side. "Should I do the same thing and wait for thirty minutes then return?"
Re: Kurt and Charles
Flaxen-tinted irides dilated in surprise at the returned grip, the slight curve of his lips lifting higher at the quiet gratefulness. "And what would you say if that was exactly what I was expecting? I'm quite enjoying all the technological things that Doctor McCoy has helped to educate all of us in." Maybe even more so than most of his other teammates. Or, perhaps that was his ridiculously high amount of diligence for wanting to learn as much as possible about anything.
"I ... could certainly try," he stated, voice wavering between determination and being unsure. On one hand, he wanted to test his limits - to see how far he could actually get in one teleport, but with that came the possibility of exhaustion or worse - falling unconscious. "The dishes I can do. That's well within my limit, ja. After this, I'll have to take time to recover before Miss Darkholme runs me ragged."
He drew his other hand up, pressing the heel of his palm against his forehead and turning his head to the side, huffing in an over-dramatic fashion. An easy laugh followed soon after though, the arm dropping back against his side. "Should I do the same thing and wait for thirty minutes then return?"