Waver notes that it didn’t take Terra long to order, which was curious since he had to look at the menu… Absently he notes that’s something he used to do when trying to get used to ordering drinks in the first place. Pick the first thing off the list, and move on. Then again, Waver mused, if Terra didn’t drink at all, he would have said so, surely. So perhaps he was reading too much into this, and he wasn’t about to rudely embarrass the other with the question… So he offered a quick, affirmative nod. “Right, I’ll be back with that in a minute.” He offered before turning with a light swish of his hair and disappeared over to the bar counter.
The fact that his hair might be a point of interest was not something Waver ever really considered himself, it was a small nightmare to manage on a good morning and sometimes took assistance to get it into the silky smooth, presentable order that it was in now. The only reason he’d kept it this long was for the practical reason of hair naturally storing mana and being good for a trick in a pinch when he was on a case, and Waver being as lacking in power as he was needed most of the help he could get. So there would be some befuddlement on his face if it ever became a point brought up.
Waver could not tell Terra if he was or wasn’t supposed to be paying attention to someone’s appearance, considering he knew about as much as the other man did on the subject of dating. He could recite things he’d read on the subject of beauty and attraction from an objective standpoint, but actually considering it on a personal level tended to get awkward for him. That said, Terra was not the only one noting certain things about their date. It was hard for Waver to not absently note (admire) how toned the other’s arms were, but if asked point blank, he’d probably blush and say he hadn’t noticed a darn thing, dammit.
It’s not long before the professor is returning to the table, setting Terra’s drink down in front of him first before getting back to his seat. “There we are.” He ended, setting his own drink down in front of him to sip at later. So they had introductions, a table, drinks… uh… What do you do now? Waver glanced around at the Barcade and tried to think of what to say. Small talk, presumably, to get to know your date was where you started… right? “I hadn’t realized this place was here. Do you come often for the games?” That was a normal question, surely.
Plus, as someone who was… an avid partaker of video games, it would be nice to know if they shared an interest.
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The fact that his hair might be a point of interest was not something Waver ever really considered himself, it was a small nightmare to manage on a good morning and sometimes took assistance to get it into the silky smooth, presentable order that it was in now. The only reason he’d kept it this long was for the practical reason of hair naturally storing mana and being good for a trick in a pinch when he was on a case, and Waver being as lacking in power as he was needed most of the help he could get. So there would be some befuddlement on his face if it ever became a point brought up.
Waver could not tell Terra if he was or wasn’t supposed to be paying attention to someone’s appearance, considering he knew about as much as the other man did on the subject of dating. He could recite things he’d read on the subject of beauty and attraction from an objective standpoint, but actually considering it on a personal level tended to get awkward for him. That said, Terra was not the only one noting certain things about their date. It was hard for Waver to not absently note (admire) how toned the other’s arms were, but if asked point blank, he’d probably blush and say he hadn’t noticed a darn thing, dammit.
It’s not long before the professor is returning to the table, setting Terra’s drink down in front of him first before getting back to his seat. “There we are.” He ended, setting his own drink down in front of him to sip at later. So they had introductions, a table, drinks… uh… What do you do now? Waver glanced around at the Barcade and tried to think of what to say. Small talk, presumably, to get to know your date was where you started… right? “I hadn’t realized this place was here. Do you come often for the games?” That was a normal question, surely.
Plus, as someone who was… an avid partaker of video games, it would be nice to know if they shared an interest.