[ he watches the sun with mild concern and leans against her a little, preoccupied with his own thoughts of endings -- none of them happy. but he had her and that spoke to something, he supposed. not that it was strange for spike to acquire female company over his life; he found women easy to talk to, especially funny and beautiful ones like amy pond.
he sucks on the straw of his take-away cup, hand coming back on the grass to support him as he watched the sun set with her. he would never tire of doing things with her, even if there would always be certain other holds on his heart. ]
I'm listening. [ he quipped, turning as much as he could to give her a soft smile. ]
I CAN'T DECIDE whether he's a vampire or not so i'm being vague fight me
he sucks on the straw of his take-away cup, hand coming back on the grass to support him as he watched the sun set with her. he would never tire of doing things with her, even if there would always be certain other holds on his heart. ]
I'm listening. [ he quipped, turning as much as he could to give her a soft smile. ]