[That answer was maybe 0.5% of the distance you'll need to travel before you have earned rum, in Horatio's eyes. In the mean time, he retrieves a loaf of unremarkable, supermarket bought bread, and sets about preparing Cynric a sandwich while the coffee brews.
Horatio will make someone a lovely wife some day.]
Here.
[Annnd he's just going to set that plate, bearing a ham sandwich neatly cut into triangles, in front of Cynric.]
The coffee should take another moment or so, but you can get this eaten while you wait.
[99.5% to go. He is the captain of his sobriety ship. He is the master of his getting-the-rum fate.
And he has kisses to blow for the sandwich because lOOK HOW IT IS IN BEAUTIFUL LITTLE TRIANGLES he could sob. He could sob but instead he will eat them.
--although.] Wh'm mm ea'im thi'?
[Maybe he shouldn't question with his mouth full. Maybe.
[Should Horatio tell him it's to sober him up? Or will that make Cynric defiantly refuse another bite of the beautiful triangle sandwich?]
You did say you wanted snacks, remember?
[A lovely snack. Maybe coffee is a snack as well? It's brewed, at least, and Horatio carefully depresses the plunger, before pouring out two cups, and placing one in front of Cynric to go with his sandwich.
Coffee and Sandwiches! See, isn't this so much better than rum.]
[Horatio literally has never romanced anything or anyone. So it would be fair to say he has never successfully romanced a woman when unable to walk, yes...]
No, but in order to romance them at all, you must arrive where they are without falling into the dock on route!
[Possibly for romancing. Also possibly for acquiring a test subject to romance. Either way, he was the sober monitor meant to ensure the not dock falling off.]
[And maybe he means you can't romance me because depending on the time period it might be a hanging offense, or perhaps he means you can't romance me because I am not a fancier of boys, but somehow, it comes out sounding like you can't romance me because you're a rubbish drunk and not nearly suave enough.
Also but why not. This lack of eating and instead thoughtfully staring is very clearly 'why do you suggest that like a bad plan that is an awesome plan you burk.']
And yet you invite me to your boat for delicious sandwiches.
[How can you be mad at this beaming smile, Horatio. How can you be angry with happy cheerful kisses blown in your direction between munches of sandwich.
Isn't this better than whist? This is a million times better than whist.]
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Date: 2014-02-05 04:17 am (UTC)AH. To eat. Took him a moment.]
Ham. Yes. Ham, please.
[Look how sober a response. Such deserving of rum.]
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Date: 2014-02-06 01:41 am (UTC)Horatio will make someone a lovely wife some day.]
Here.
[Annnd he's just going to set that plate, bearing a ham sandwich neatly cut into triangles, in front of Cynric.]
The coffee should take another moment or so, but you can get this eaten while you wait.
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Date: 2014-02-06 02:07 am (UTC)And he has kisses to blow for the sandwich because lOOK HOW IT IS IN BEAUTIFUL LITTLE TRIANGLES he could sob. He could sob but instead he will eat them.
--although.] Wh'm mm ea'im thi'?
[Maybe he shouldn't question with his mouth full. Maybe.
Maybe.]
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Date: 2014-02-06 02:20 am (UTC)You did say you wanted snacks, remember?
[A lovely snack. Maybe coffee is a snack as well? It's brewed, at least, and Horatio carefully depresses the plunger, before pouring out two cups, and placing one in front of Cynric to go with his sandwich.
Coffee and Sandwiches! See, isn't this so much better than rum.]
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Date: 2014-02-06 02:43 am (UTC)...but wait.]
And naps? [Which he also wanted.] And sex?
[Which he also also wanted.]
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Date: 2014-02-07 01:43 am (UTC)Naps are probably an excellent idea, actually.
[Just not going to respond to that bit about the sex. Snacks and naps take you most of the way there...]
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Date: 2014-02-08 08:38 am (UTC)Don't question the apparent lack of logic. Just know the intent is there.]
And sex?
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Date: 2014-02-08 01:33 pm (UTC)I can't just produce a woman from thin air for you! Even if I could she'd probably expect you to take her dancing first...
[he's going to keep delicately avoiding the possibility that Cynric could be talking about any other solution. Because gay panic.]
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Date: 2014-02-08 01:36 pm (UTC)Boo.
This is the crankiest sandwich to ever be eaten, sir. The crankiest. The just absolute most cranky ever you don't even know.
Except you do because there is so much righteous huffing to accompany it. Huffing and pouting and looking woeful.
Aren't you glad you invited him over.]
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Date: 2014-02-09 02:46 am (UTC)Come on, don't be like that. I think we both know you're in no shape to be romancing anyone...
[It's not like Horatio's withholding something you otherwise would have been able to obtain, Cynric! Just eat your sandwich.]
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Date: 2014-02-09 02:52 am (UTC)[Is it.
Because he will romance the shit out of someone at this state of intoxication.
Out of the ship itself, if it comes to that.]
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Date: 2014-02-09 02:59 am (UTC)[It's not a challenge, exactly...
He's just pouring some scorn on your capabilities, that's all.]
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Date: 2014-02-09 03:16 am (UTC)D'you only romance women who require you to walk at them?
[Bro that's odd.]
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Date: 2014-02-09 09:54 pm (UTC)No, but in order to romance them at all, you must arrive where they are without falling into the dock on route!
[He's not odd. You're odd.]
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Date: 2014-02-10 01:15 am (UTC)[Possibly for romancing. Also possibly for acquiring a test subject to romance. Either way, he was the sober monitor meant to ensure the not dock falling off.]
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Date: 2014-02-10 01:40 am (UTC)[And maybe he means you can't romance me because depending on the time period it might be a hanging offense, or perhaps he means you can't romance me because I am not a fancier of boys, but somehow, it comes out sounding like you can't romance me because you're a rubbish drunk and not nearly suave enough.
Impugned indeed!]
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Date: 2014-02-10 01:54 am (UTC)As is throwing a bit of bread at the other man, but it's just the regular sort of rude.]
Then it's a wash, is'n'ah. Can't prove either way.
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Date: 2014-02-10 02:02 am (UTC)What do you expect me to do? Should we go wandering out into the night looking for someone for you to throw yourself at?
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Date: 2014-02-10 02:23 am (UTC)Also but why not. This lack of eating and instead thoughtfully staring is very clearly 'why do you suggest that like a bad plan that is an awesome plan you burk.']
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Date: 2014-02-10 02:33 am (UTC)No it's not and we're not doing it.]
Just finish your sandwich.
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Date: 2014-02-10 07:45 am (UTC)'s 'cos you know I'm right.
[Romance-y and he knows it. Even while half-coherent like this.]
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Date: 2014-02-10 11:12 pm (UTC)Finish your sandwich.
[He was clearly underestimating how drunk he'd need to be to endure this.]
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Date: 2014-02-11 09:26 am (UTC)Sandwich raised for a toast, then happily stuffed back into Cynric's mouth.]
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Date: 2014-02-11 11:10 pm (UTC)Horatio sinks down onto the edge of his bed, across the small table from Cynric.]
You, Sir, are more trouble than you could possibly be worth.
[Said with affection, despite himself.]
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Date: 2014-02-12 11:50 am (UTC)[How can you be mad at this beaming smile, Horatio. How can you be angry with happy cheerful kisses blown in your direction between munches of sandwich.
Isn't this better than whist? This is a million times better than whist.]