[ he starts reading, leaning forward a bit to do so - in the process, the affection week takes natural precedence, and he leans a bit into their shoulder. there's a lot of temenos dragging in this description, but he scans over it, and after a quiet, thoughtful moment, beyond all the joking: ]
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...Is one of these closer to the autumn, perhaps?
[ it is actually a little bit of a moment ]