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really? he can't help but blurt to the other's first confession, genuinely surprised. that's so weird! before he can elaborate, the silver-eyed man continues, and he can't help but smile at the compliment. it's clumsy, and maybe under other circumstances he'd have mixed feelings about being told he looks nice, but it seems to make sense now that he knows the male has never been called cute before. thank you, he says softly, careful to keep any amusement from his tone. he kind of feels bad for the other wolf, now — everyone deserves to be called cute at least once, especially if they are cute. and he really, really is. are you... supposed to be anywhere any time soon? he decides to ask, leaving it open to interpretation; he could use the company. paradise can get a little lonely, he's realized.