"...Mmrgh," the Glader groaned unhappily, fixing Joshua with a less than pleased look. "He might have 'started it', but you didn't need to fuel the fire," she pointed out, satisfied her own logic was still above his own. Even though she personally felt the oversized bird was a pot roast waiting to happen with how he treated Joshua. Not that she intended to voice that sentiment aloud, for it would undoubtedly lead to her Composer feeling validated. "Besides, it was pretty obvious that you weren't going to be the one to finish it. Still, he's lucky he walked out when he did..."
Seeming to dismiss her own unhappy feelings, Teresa only raised a brow as Joshua continued to fiddle with his tie, mildly amused by the display. By the time he gave up, a full-fledged smirk was on her face, and a light laugh parted her lips as he surrendered. "Here, give me that," Teresa remarked with an eye roll, snatching the tie from her boss's hands without a second thought. "Stay still." Without waiting for a response, leaving no room for objection, she carefully moved to set it around his neck, deep blue eyes gazing at the fabric intently as nimble fingers carefully set to work. In a minute or so, the tie was, well, tied. At which point, she casually smoothed it down, glancing the male over before nodding approvingly. "...There," she hummed, glancing up to meet his eyes with a faint smile. "Now you don't have to whine. Don't worry, if the big bad tie comes to life and tries to strangle you, I'll save you," came the inevitable tease in addition, just moments before she realized she had been staring into his amethyst eyes for a bit of time now. And she hadn't stepped back yet.
"..."
Hurriedly stepping away and smoothing her dress out of a need to occupy herself, she glanced anywhere but at the angel, hoping to cover for that slightly awkward moment. Fortunately, some child came to the rescue, and she managed a smile in the boy's direction. "Oh, uh, yeah. What about you, kid? And don't worry about the bird-brain, I doubt he'll be back--" And the boy was leaving right along with Macy. Whelp. Shaking her head with a sigh, the female wound up glancing back to her boss as he questioned her, a few surprised blinks following. But an indifferent expression followed suit, and she glanced away with a neutral shrug of her shoulders.
"I dunno, not sure 'like' is really the right word. I actually... Haven't celebrated before," she admitted, but quickly scrambled to add further note. "And before you start lookin' at me like I'm crazy, I didn't exactly have a chance to do the whole celebration thing over anything, you know? It isn't like WICKED made a habit of throwing parties for their little lab rats, and snow was out of the question," she stated almost defensively. "...I mean, I know about the holidays and all, and that they used to be celebrated. But I guess when the world's dead, being alive is the only thing you really get to celebrate. And, well..." She didn't finish the sentence, gaze fixated on the floor. She hadn't even had that, as Joshua was aware. Though, in truth, it wasn't something she was hung up on. Things... were better, now. Since her death.
Never something she would have thought she'd say.
Fortunately for the pair of less than normal teen-looking reapers, they were magically beckoned over to some dude giving gifts. Which, even not feeling suspicious as she magically was made to be, she felt less than eager about. She didn't really feel like receiving gifts, even nice as the gesture was. Still... "Uhh, I'll vote Macy, I guess?"She woulda voted Joshua, but she couldn't have him thinking she liked him. Or liking these other people who weren't her too much.
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"C'mon, Teresa, can't I at least have a little fun here at this party? I can never resist putting a little fuel on the fire, especially when I'm not the one who started the mischief. It makes it easier to put the blame on someone else, hee hee." He paused, the male's typical sneaky grin spreading over his lips. "I don't know, there's a chance I might have finished it. I was going to let him punch me. If he angered me enough, well, who knows what I would've felt inclined to do. Those who rightfully deserve punishment from me will receive it."
It was probably clear to Teresa by now, due to all the time she had spent around her Composer, that the angel got a rise out of punishing others and making them squirm like a helpless bug beneath his foot. Toying with others gave him some sort of sadistic high, and he his behavior had honestly been worse before meeting Teresa. It could've stemmed from when he was a human and had felt rather helpless, but it was honestly difficult to tell why exactly this was. The only apparent thing was that Teresa had managed to calm down this behavior at least a little bit.
The Composer's confidence suddenly wavered a bit, and suddenly he tensed every muscle in his body when Teresa offered to help him fix his tie herself. He watched her hands work, but was more focused on himself instead of Teresa. His heart had started to race, and he hoped that his Conductor couldn't hear it. Every thought in his head had seemed to drift away, other than worrying about his heart, until the moment Teresa had finished tying his tie. "How... do you know how to do that?" He glanced down at his tie, quietly wondering to himself if maybe he had asked her to tie his tie in the past and he just couldn't remember.
"In any case, I suppose it's good to know you'll have my back if my tie magically comes to life and tries to kill me. I suppose that is something I should be watching out for. Thanks for the heads up," Josh teased, cut off when he would realize Teresa had been looking into eyes. Great. Now his heart was racing again. He was relieved, however, when a momentary distraction from someone else would draw away Teresa's attention before she would reply to him again.
"Interesting," Joshua would remark after hearing Teresa's opinion on christmas. "This isn't something you hear from me often, but... I actually understand. I don't really celebrate Christmas." He cleared his throat. "Since you're not used to it, how do you feel about celebrating Christmas and... gift giving?" Josh questioned, as if digging for information. "Let's say... someone you know gives you a gift? How would you feel about that?" he wondered, averting his gaze after a moment.
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