[ He swings back up to his own bunk again. Gilbert. Gilbert. Weeping at coffee and then going on about it to Oz, and who knows else. And now...
He calls down: ]
Chocolates on my pillow...
[ Has it really come to this? After all these years, are they actually being openly kind to one another? He had resolved, hadn't he, to be more helpful to Gilbert up here on the moon. To refrain from teasing quite so much. ]
...how romantic~♥
[ But honestly, Gilbert. To go this far? How can anybody be expected to bear it? ]
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He calls down: ]
Chocolates on my pillow...
[ Has it really come to this? After all these years, are they actually being openly kind to one another? He had resolved, hadn't he, to be more helpful to Gilbert up here on the moon. To refrain from teasing quite so much. ]
...how romantic~♥
[ But honestly, Gilbert. To go this far? How can anybody be expected to bear it? ]