you walked inside and i watched as you knelt down to rub between teddys ears. you called him an old man in spanish and i felt my lips turn into a smile. i watched to see how youd interact with a mother ive adopted and her daughter who was my first companion on my mission. i adore those women. you were kind and gave them your full attention. we laughed over pizza and i spilled a part of your slice on my shirt. we walked through World Market and talked about plates and tea and gingerbeer and your time living in asia and latin america. i liked the way that i felt comfortable enough to walk around and shoot you random questions to try and understand the tall man beside me. your laugh just about killed me. you told me about an animal that was like a llama and an alpaca and we picked up timtams and milo. we headed back to the house in a city i dont know very well, but thats become like another home. we made our drinks and you talked with rk and i loved watching you interact with people i love. we watched a documentary and talked about our favourite movies and i didnt back down when i told you that i actually liked the justice league. i argued my point and you told me you could see where i was coming from. i appreciated how you could step back and see my point. i laid my head on your shoulder and we talked about your love of languages. later we laughed at a british man traveling the world and i felt so at peace laying my head on your chest with your arm around me. then i was in your arms and you were kissing me softly and sweetly. you made me laugh a lot and i liked that even when rk and momma and g came back you had your arm around me. they liked you and that made me appreciate you even more. i hope i get to see you again.