[As soon as she's able and things calm down, Ellie comes by to knock on the door.
It disturbs her that Jamie has to think about shit like this. She never wanted to worry anybody, especially such a sweet little kid, but he's one of those people indirectly in danger because of the whole situation. She looks a little troubled and withdrawn, kinda tired, but mostly the same.]
[Ellie was the only one he was expecting to show up so he was waiting for her knock. Which means he hustles down the stairs to open the door for her. He gives her a small smile. Things are...better but not perfect.]
Come on in.
[Jamie will save the hug until she's safely on the other side of the locked door.]
[Ellie flips the lock for him, but the hug surprises her a little. She's still getting used to actually being touched, accepting affection.
She wraps her arms awkwardly around him at first, then more closely, warm, resting a hand awkwardly on his hair like Joel does to her. It's softer than it looks.]
Might be hard to get it away from him actually. And sorry about the mess. I cleaned up a little.
[When they reach the top of the stairs and the apartment it's not looking like a bachelor pad. More like arts-and-crafts exploded all over the room. There's paper, glue, glitter and just about anything imaginable scattered about.]
[He's seen enough to be scared for a long, long time.]
[At first, Ellie blinks a little in surprise, but then she holds her arms out, spins, and strikes what she must believe to be a 'model' pose. Hip jutting out, one hand on it, a dramatically curled wrist and a prissy expression.]
[When he finally stops laughing Jamie sit up and drags over some stuff. Glass baubles with handmade pictures on it or origami shapes inside a clear one or glitter bombs.]
Christmas decorations! Sandy's going to grow us a tree that we can decorate so I thought it should have decorations we all made.
Maybe, but I don't know, I might be able to manage it.
-evergreen, huh?
[Ellie closes her hands around the wood chip, carefully concentrates. Between her fingers, the linked boughs of evergreen begin to grow in a little circle, joining together in a braided wreath by the time she's done. It looks passably nice.]
[Even though he saw it on his first day here, even though Sandy has the ability - it never gets old seeing it. Which is why he watches in rapt fascination.]
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It disturbs her that Jamie has to think about shit like this. She never wanted to worry anybody, especially such a sweet little kid, but he's one of those people indirectly in danger because of the whole situation. She looks a little troubled and withdrawn, kinda tired, but mostly the same.]
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Come on in.
[Jamie will save the hug until she's safely on the other side of the locked door.]
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She wraps her arms awkwardly around him at first, then more closely, warm, resting a hand awkwardly on his hair like Joel does to her. It's softer than it looks.]
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We've got eggnog but make sure not to drink Sandy's. It has alcohol in it.
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[Ellie hikes on after him, putting on a cheery face as best she can. No need for Jamie to be scared, too.]
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[When they reach the top of the stairs and the apartment it's not looking like a bachelor pad. More like arts-and-crafts exploded all over the room. There's paper, glue, glitter and just about anything imaginable scattered about.]
[He's seen enough to be scared for a long, long time.]
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[Guys who like sparkly stuff. Ellie reaches out to prod at a cutout snowflake, just barely smiling, but it's a real smile.]
It's kinda nice. Looks like a home.
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[Jamie grabs paper chain links from the couch and drapes it around Ellie's neck like a boa.]
We're getting ready for the holidays.
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Smashing.
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You're funny, Ellie.
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So what all are you making?
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Christmas decorations! Sandy's going to grow us a tree that we can decorate so I thought it should have decorations we all made.
You wanna help?
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Fair warning, I might suck at it.
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Doesn't matter.
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[Ellie laughs, then gets a wood chip out of her pocket, tossing it in the air once before catching it.]
What are those?
[She points out a wreath hanging on the door, curiously.]
I bet I could do some of them.
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[Something he learned here when he read up on ice, snow and all things wintery.]
They're wreaths, made from evergreen trees.
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-evergreen, huh?
[Ellie closes her hands around the wood chip, carefully concentrates. Between her fingers, the linked boughs of evergreen begin to grow in a little circle, joining together in a braided wreath by the time she's done. It looks passably nice.]
That's getting easier.
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Still pretty awesome though.
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[She holds out the little wreath.]
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[Yep, there's a mischievous grin.]
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[Jamie, she is always game for this. Always.]
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Santa!
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