rääkimine hõbe, vaikimine kuld

"Please hold still, Magda-- There’s a. Rather large insect in your hair.” He makes a vague movement towards her, hesitant to make Actual physical contact, but also feeling as if he should rectify the situation.

"Love is stored...in the cat,” he says, quite seriously, as he holds his cat out to her. The said cat is not sure how to feel, but nevertheless peers at her, yawning.

Hmmm...How about we just find a nice underground cave and live there for a few years? A cave sounds nice.

How does that sound, kiiiiisuke? Do you want to move to Oulu?

Put the sun back where it was, I don’t want it.

Is this what...warmth feels like.

Aitäh, sõber.

[He takes several moments simply looking at the rings, studying their every detail. After what is not a short amount of time, he carefully selects one and sets the box aside.] Here-- [with that eloquent speech, he takes one of Jaakko’s hands and slips on the ring.]

[But he will tear open the wrapping paper anyway, curious to see what is inside.]

…Muikku. [But with the most deadpan expression possible. Sorry Jaakko.]