Dan grins until his dimples show at Elle's response, and he pulls her into another hug. "I'm glad you like it."
He is. He's given himself over to the fact that he cares deeply for her, and that means he's compelled to try and protect her in the only way he expects she'll accept without resistance: keeping her warm. He knows warm clothes aren't in short supply here at the Pole, but he'd rather give her a means of not only staying cozy, but also wearing evidence that someone cares about her wellbeing. It's good to have tangible reminders that others are invested in your safety and health when you're someone who so frequently feels a sense of identity by giving and giving from your own resources and energy without trying to take.
He pets her hair and lets her go. "It ain't tailored to you yet, but I reckon I can have it done sooner rather than later. I just...take this as a token of my affection. My gratitude that you're here."
Dan roots through his workspace for a measuring tape. His workspace has a half-drained bottle of peach schnapps, plenty of empty coffee mugs, and evidence that he's been splitting his time between sewing and carving, what with all the woodworking tools mingling with the sewing machine and pins and scissors. He's been very bored whenever Bunny's been gone, feeling cooped up by the Pole, uncharacteristically nervous around the group. He remembers shooting himself in the foot over the mirror network last time this crew (roughly, approximately the same people) was assembled, and he isn't sure if he wants to withdraw and keep to his pre-existing friends or try and build some new bonds. Lately, he's been more withdrawn than extroverted.
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He is. He's given himself over to the fact that he cares deeply for her, and that means he's compelled to try and protect her in the only way he expects she'll accept without resistance: keeping her warm. He knows warm clothes aren't in short supply here at the Pole, but he'd rather give her a means of not only staying cozy, but also wearing evidence that someone cares about her wellbeing. It's good to have tangible reminders that others are invested in your safety and health when you're someone who so frequently feels a sense of identity by giving and giving from your own resources and energy without trying to take.
He pets her hair and lets her go. "It ain't tailored to you yet, but I reckon I can have it done sooner rather than later. I just...take this as a token of my affection. My gratitude that you're here."
Dan roots through his workspace for a measuring tape. His workspace has a half-drained bottle of peach schnapps, plenty of empty coffee mugs, and evidence that he's been splitting his time between sewing and carving, what with all the woodworking tools mingling with the sewing machine and pins and scissors. He's been very bored whenever Bunny's been gone, feeling cooped up by the Pole, uncharacteristically nervous around the group. He remembers shooting himself in the foot over the mirror network last time this crew (roughly, approximately the same people) was assembled, and he isn't sure if he wants to withdraw and keep to his pre-existing friends or try and build some new bonds. Lately, he's been more withdrawn than extroverted.