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It's more of a concept right now... I bet if we had more things, we could make sure it stands up. Any ideas?

Hm... maybe that side table, over there? To use as a wall?

[Paris goes to collect the little table, setting it next to their structure and arranging it so the pillows lean against it, making it a bit less likely that that would topple over on them.]

Good idea. In that case...

[He moves the blanket so it's covering the table too, hiding it from view.]

We could make it more comfortable.

[He arranges the pillows so that they'd be better to lay on, and takes a small lamp from a table and sets it to dim, so that it lights up the fort nicely.]

[Paris beams, rearranging a few more things to make it nicely stable and pulling in a few more stray pillows to make it extra plush. Soon enough it's a very stable little fort and they can admire their handiwork.]

Mm... it looks cute. [and cozy.]

[Connor gestures for Paris to follow him as he climbs in, getting comfortable on the pillows and laying his head on his arms.]

It's nice in here.

[There's not much space for two full grown men, but it's enough, even if it's a tight fit.]

[It is tight, but... that's not necessary bad. Paris climbs in next to him, their sides pressed up against each other and making him blush.]

Mm... it is.

[He'll shift a little, to try and make the position more comfortable-- which might wind up with him pressed slightly closer to Connor.]

[Connor gives him a smile, closing his eyes. It's comfortable pressed to Paris. The contact is pleasant.]

We should have brought the books in here. This would be a nice place to learn.

[Maybe a more comfortable setting would help to relax Paris more.]

[Oh...! Paris clearly hadn't considered that, looking over at him.]

...Could we? [it seems less stressful here.]

Of course. If it'll make you more comfortable.

[He opens one eye, nods, then slides out of the den to grab the books and paper. He comes back with them and sets them down, then scoots back in beside Paris.]

We were on A, but you were doing well enough that we could probably move to B next.

[Paris nods, scooting up next to Connor again. This does feel less scary than Connor hanging over him, at least.]

Alright... which one is B?

This one here.

[He points.]

That's the uppercase, that's the lowercase. Try the uppercase first.

Ok...

[The straight line feels a little bit easier, and the bumps are very wobbly still but you can tell what it is. Paris is still not used to what a writing utensil feels like yet.]

[Connor leans in slightly to see, and smiles at his work.]

You're doing well. And don't worry, you'll get used to the pen.

It feels so... strange. [And to be honest, having webbed fingers probably doesn't help.] Is this really the best way to hold it?

[His grip is clumsy still, but he's got it... roughly correct.]

[Connor adjusts the pen in his hand.]

It might turn out that you're left handed. Try it in your other hand, see if it feels more comfortable.

Left handed...? What does that mean?

[But he will try it. ...It still feels weird. He'll take a moment with it to see if it feels less weird.]

It means that your dominant writing hand is your left, instead of your right. It's most common for people to be right handed, which is why I first tried that hand. Some people can even be ambidextrous, which means they can use both hands effortlessly.

Does it work for anything not writing?

[Because if not then he literally has no way of knowing.]

It can. Certain sports, for example. It's not necessarily a good indicator of what hand you'll use to write with, though. I'd suggest just using both hands for a while and seeing which feels more natural in the end.

[Sorry Paris, it's just something you have to figure out.]

Mm. Alright.

[He'll try a few 'B's with this hand... maybe it feels a little bit better? Sigh. It's definitely looking a bit better as he gets used to it. ...He'll snuggle up more to Connor to make himself calm down a little.]

[Connor leans into the contact, eyes on the paper.]

Remember we can take a break whenever you like. You're doing well, though.

[Paris looks over at him, a soft little smile on his face. He's not sure he believes Connor, but...]

Thanks. ...Thank you for being patient with me.

I told you I would be.

[He nudges him playfully, returning the smile.]

And I'm pretty sure you already have A and B down.

[Paris laughs softly.] You did.

...What's next?

C. It's very simple... a lowercase C is just a smaller version of the uppercase. Like this.

[He leans over Paris to write down a neat "C".]

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