There were so many spices in the air right now that it was hard to smell anything but JC was never one to shy away from the impossible. Being with Judas right now, smelling his clean his skin was and how warm his body was so close to him right now left him smiling. "There's not much about you that I don't pay attention to," he said, and coming from anyone else, thst might sound a little creepy. It was just normal, run of the mill conversation with JC though.
A waitress with a full sleeve came over to get their orders and JC went with chicken curry and a heaping side of rice. He waited until she left to again reach out to Judas, offering to take his hand.
"You shouldn't work so hard," he said kindly. "Not when you have a late night." Healing hands was just something charletons had, it was a hoax. No one had to power to ease hurt by touch alone without a degree in massage, but sometimes it was hard to stay a skeptic when JC had such an electric touch that immediately soothed aches and pain... Either from the night with Simon or the day on the bus.
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A waitress with a full sleeve came over to get their orders and JC went with chicken curry and a heaping side of rice. He waited until she left to again reach out to Judas, offering to take his hand.
"You shouldn't work so hard," he said kindly. "Not when you have a late night." Healing hands was just something charletons had, it was a hoax. No one had to power to ease hurt by touch alone without a degree in massage, but sometimes it was hard to stay a skeptic when JC had such an electric touch that immediately soothed aches and pain... Either from the night with Simon or the day on the bus.