AnOTP: Caliban/Johanna

[emocaliban]

Caliban is outside again. He still looks battered, tired, and not well, but slightly better than he did, and at least he's been able to eat more. He's picking flowers, as a matter of fact, frowning at them as though he's not quite sure what they're doing there. And indeed, he's not quite sure he does know what they're doing there

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[notsodistressed]

Johanna, in a pretty pink sundress, has been taking a nice stroll outside, probably staring at the birds as they go by. Her eyes light up when she sees him and she rushes to greet him. "Hello!"

[emocaliban]

He looks up startled, and then grins, and it's actually genuine. "Hey, Johanna!" He says, forgetting about the flowers. It's good to see somebody happy.

[notsodistressed]

She smiles, delighted. "You're picking flowers, I see?"

[emocaliban]

A blink and then a blush. "Oh - um, yeah. I dunno why."

A foot scuff.

"You want them?"