That's all it takes to make his shoulders relax and a small smile to tug his lips into a happier position. It's been so long since he's been able to feel useful outside of simple things like keeping the store running or making dinner. The number of people that he's responsible for keeps dropping, leaving holes in his day that are otherwise filled with bouts of anxiety and thoughts of Oz and Jack.
At least this way he can do a job that few others can do, for an outcome that will make someone else happy. That's all he's ever wanted.
...Wow, oh my god, baby otters are the cutest things ever. We'll just be over here PRESSING OUR FACE TO THE GLASS LIKE A CHILD. Well, standing close to it at least because d'awwwww.
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At least this way he can do a job that few others can do, for an outcome that will make someone else happy. That's all he's ever wanted.
...Wow, oh my god, baby otters are the cutest things ever. We'll just be over here PRESSING OUR FACE TO THE GLASS LIKE A CHILD. Well, standing close to it at least because d'awwwww.
"O-oh...they're cute..."