While she doesn't quite still, Mason's attempt at gently steering Hamsi toward more normal teen dancing bottles up some of that excess energy. She obliges his movements, cutting the bouncing by about half, and then scans the ceiling in search of some wise words. Truth be told, 'floating' doesn't feel that far off from what she does, either. "I don't know. I see a choice, I pick the option that seems right to me." It feels weird to say out loud.
She squints. "Maybe you've gotta think of yourself as the river instead of the thing floating in it. Now you're driving. Are you going to follow that river path?" Hamsi gestures with one hand, imitating a flowing stream. "Or are you like, 'Nah, I'm gonna go make the Grand Canyon. Buhyeee!' And then you whoop! Thataway. Cutting a great big hole in the ground for ten thousand years." This very animated explanation finished, she lazily snakes her arm back around Mason's neck. "Either way it's fine. Because you're the one who made the choice."
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Mason & Hamsi
Date: 2019-04-30 07:06 pm (UTC)She squints. "Maybe you've gotta think of yourself as the river instead of the thing floating in it. Now you're driving. Are you going to follow that river path?" Hamsi gestures with one hand, imitating a flowing stream. "Or are you like, 'Nah, I'm gonna go make the Grand Canyon. Buhyeee!' And then you whoop! Thataway. Cutting a great big hole in the ground for ten thousand years." This very animated explanation finished, she lazily snakes her arm back around Mason's neck. "Either way it's fine. Because you're the one who made the choice."