His first instinct to the question was to take a hold of himself but he spared Martha more embarrassment by actually thinking about it for a moment as he reached behind him for a light blue button down shirt. Crossing the room he bent down to pick up the pants and felt a definite extra something in his gut, that was now pinching against his spleen, "Okay I was going to say perfect, but there is something... just not right in here."
Not one for modesty he moved right to Martha and took her hand placing it right above his hip where he knew he could feel something not fitting where it belonged, "That... right there, feel it? I didn't have one before."
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Date: 2007-11-24 12:50 am (UTC)Not one for modesty he moved right to Martha and took her hand placing it right above his hip where he knew he could feel something not fitting where it belonged, "That... right there, feel it? I didn't have one before."