He's ready to forgot this part of the conversation ever happened, not that he regrets saying anything, but now that it's out there, he figures it never really has to be ever again. He doesn't know why he hates talking about it so much, maybe he's just afraid that one day he'll start to think that it's kind of true. But not today, not here in this shop with Kate because this is a happy place right now.
"Ooh, I definitely can't promise I won't be playing them naked, isn't that kind of just like, standard when it comes to bongos?" He's examining a super cool tin lunchbox with Spider-Man and remembering that Spider-Man lives in their goddamn building when he glances over to see the-- holy shit, the awesome as all hell Godzilla poster she's holding up. He discards the lunchbox and holds his arms out for the poster like it's a newborn baby, eyes wide and jaw dropped. "Oh my god, this is like... This is original 50s Godzilla, this is awesome." No, it's not his monster, but he'd been a huge fan of all sorts of kaiju movies since childhoold. Godzilla and Mothra, even King Kong vs. Godzilla, all of it. "I might cry."
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"Ooh, I definitely can't promise I won't be playing them naked, isn't that kind of just like, standard when it comes to bongos?" He's examining a super cool tin lunchbox with Spider-Man and remembering that Spider-Man lives in their goddamn building when he glances over to see the-- holy shit, the awesome as all hell Godzilla poster she's holding up. He discards the lunchbox and holds his arms out for the poster like it's a newborn baby, eyes wide and jaw dropped. "Oh my god, this is like... This is original 50s Godzilla, this is awesome." No, it's not his monster, but he'd been a huge fan of all sorts of kaiju movies since childhoold. Godzilla and Mothra, even King Kong vs. Godzilla, all of it. "I might cry."