Fitz just let out a small, annoyed grunt, leaning his cheek against his hand as he continued to watch the screen. Of course Skye wasn’t going to drop it, why would she? He sighed, loudly. “Yes, I was wearing my clothes, and it–it wasn’t really action, I dunno. I guess we went outside at some point, though, because my cardigan was covered with grass stains.” He scowled. That was his favorite cardigan, too.
Skye let out a quiet “hm” to indicate he was granted a few minutes of silence while she was mulling over his words. Those few minutes turned into five, then six, and then she picked up the topic again. There was no way of telling if she was interrupting an important plot point, but he wasn’t leaning toward the screen like he wanted to dive into it for once, so she figured it’d be relatively safe. “I know you have gaps where your grass adventures are supposed to be, but was he decent, at least? In the morning?”
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