http://master-of-dudes.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] master-of-dudes.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] entrancelogs 2008-06-20 01:12 am (UTC)

"Uh, yeah!"

Almost instinctively, Beast Boy reached out to take her hand. His hand made it about halfway in between them before he remembered that she didn't remember; things changed. These weren't the days he could just take her hand without a second thought. His hand hung awkwardly in the air before he quickly curled it into a finger to point down the hall. (Just to make sure she didn't get the wrong idea--which was actually the right idea, but we're using Beast Boy logic here--he shot her a nonchalant look that said 'I totally meant to do that, nope, wasn't going to grab your hand at all.')

"Welcome to Beast Boy touring service! Please don't stay from the group and be sure to keep your hands and feet in the mansion at all times... uh, except when we go outside. ...You get what I mean."

He smiled hesitantly. She might not remember yet, but there was always hope that she will. At the very least, he was going to try to help her the best he could. And if she absolutely couldn't? Well... he would just have to make friends with this Terra too. Even if she denied it, she was still the same girl he knew long ago. The same girl he...

He shook his head, trying to focus on the task at hand. "So uh, which stop first? Kitchen, ballroom, vendors, beach, or forest?"

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