That gets a look from Tony, incredulous and enamored. "If anyone's doing the killing, it's you." He brushes some bangs out of her eyes and kisses the corner of her mouth before settling back at her side, ear resting against her shoulder. He definitely feels no such inclination to tone it down for his uncle; he's too happy to notice how sickening they're being. "That part's whatever you want, though, I mean it. Connecticut in the Fall, right? Like we said."
His gaze flicks over to Steve, as if calculating. Now is already Summer... "Not-- not that it needs to be this Fall. That wouldn't give us much time to..." Oops. Yeah he's leaving that one, trailing off nervously.
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Date: 2015-01-27 09:07 pm (UTC)His gaze flicks over to Steve, as if calculating. Now is already Summer... "Not-- not that it needs to be this Fall. That wouldn't give us much time to..." Oops. Yeah he's leaving that one, trailing off nervously.