[Yellow catches it, barely, that last bit of advice. It stops him from hanging up immediately. Gets an uncertain pause, a whole new wave of emotions rolling over him that he doesn't know what to do with.
Instead he gives another little awkward affirmative grunt, and hangs up this time without smashing his communicator against the desk in his room.]
no subject
[Jedao says softly, warmly. Although -]
If you ever wanted to be called something else, not what Arthur called you, that'd be okay.
no subject
Instead he gives another little awkward affirmative grunt, and hangs up this time without smashing his communicator against the desk in his room.]