I had thought, before all of this string nonsense, it would have been a pleasant idea to ask to spend time together. Just for a portion of the day — a dip in the ocean, maybe, since it had been so wretchedly hot.
[Sholmes is often unabashed, but he also doesn't know how to define one thing over the other. Romance is not his forte — he is unorthodox, approaches without planning, and careens about wherever the wind takes him.
Is this courting? His string would suggest something more than that, twined with so many other colors, after all. He only knows that he likes her very much; empirically, that she makes his heart uptick more often than not. He looks as though he’s actually thinking about this.]
I suppose some would label that as a “date”. But after what you had told me, and now with these mismatched strings, I only wish to know how I should proceed.
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[Sholmes is often unabashed, but he also doesn't know how to define one thing over the other. Romance is not his forte — he is unorthodox, approaches without planning, and careens about wherever the wind takes him.
Is this courting? His string would suggest something more than that, twined with so many other colors, after all. He only knows that he likes her very much; empirically, that she makes his heart uptick more often than not. He looks as though he’s actually thinking about this.]
I suppose some would label that as a “date”. But after what you had told me, and now with these mismatched strings, I only wish to know how I should proceed.
[Help him out here, Sprezzatura.]