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If his throat hadn’t run so dry, he’d sputter something about never finding Teddy boring! Gator is oh so awkward, and Teddy is oh so cute. Maybe shopping wasn’t his favorite thing in the world, but that didn’t stop him from pretending that it was. The farmer was obviously enjoying every minute of this, so why shouldn’t he? No Cricket to chirp in his ear, no Vulture to squawk her usual orders ... Getting out felt good.
Hands stuff into pockets, color spreading across his own features as the rejection sets in. Teddy was saying this out of his usual kindness, Gator knew this, though the red heat on his cheeks would tell you otherwise. Expression shifts again as the man steps in, lips curling and brows furrowing sappy sweet. Whatever words he’d found previously are now lost in his mouth, returns to his mute status. He could only comply, offers a nod of his head. Direction of their walk shifts as Gator makes to guide them to the park; And maybe he lets himself press a lil’ bit closer.