[It isn't - in Alex's mind - obsolete. It is a thing that had one purpose and evolved to have another, not totally disparate, purpose. Here is the thing: Ben is kind. Has always been; will always be, in one form or another. This is a manifestation of his kindness, a presentation of it to the world, a tendril reaching out to warmth.]
[Kindness begets kindness, and kindness thrives from kindness given. Alex has never been one for metaphor, but he thinks briefly of a tropical flower, uprooted and transplanted, requiring nourishment. Particularly fragile, but no less vital for all that.]
[The thought scurries away quickly. He'll forget it soon.]
[For the moment, he watches Ben in his silence and then in his thought, and when words come, he smiles.]
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[Kindness begets kindness, and kindness thrives from kindness given. Alex has never been one for metaphor, but he thinks briefly of a tropical flower, uprooted and transplanted, requiring nourishment. Particularly fragile, but no less vital for all that.]
[The thought scurries away quickly. He'll forget it soon.]
[For the moment, he watches Ben in his silence and then in his thought, and when words come, he smiles.]
Yeah. I'd like that.