[ They probably feel equally new to the physical plane right now, Catherine being newly-corporeal and Simon hovering on the edges of actual integration into humanity. That humanity exists is great and all. But after months of their reactions to him, he’s learned to make markedly less eye contact than he did as a human, to say nothing of people touching him, the instances of which he could count on one hand. It’s like half-existing, and he’s startled enough by her grip for its strength to be unimportant.
Not like he wouldn’t have followed her anyway. Because he would have. Based on time investment alone, the ‘guess we’re going here now because Catherine’ routine shouldn’t have taken the hold that it did, but it did. Being in a different place, time, and body and waking up to one single other living person probably contributed a nice zesty duckling-style imprinting factor, although Simon would be mortified to hear such a thing suggested.
Anyway, he’s following her and oh god ]
You’re not serious. [ But he knows better and throws out this hypothesis immediately, and instead complains, ] Come on, this is just a different kind of dirty water.
[ He flounders a little where he might otherwise be more firm. For as much as Simon complains about the things Catherine asks him to do, he never feels coerced by her, nor alone in doing them or making the decision. Now, it’s shock at how... alive, and right here, she is, the voice once floating in space now suddenly in three dimensions.
BUT DON’T EMBARRASS HIM IN FRONT OF HIS COOL NEW COWORKERS ]
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Not like he wouldn’t have followed her anyway. Because he would have. Based on time investment alone, the ‘guess we’re going here now because Catherine’ routine shouldn’t have taken the hold that it did, but it did. Being in a different place, time, and body and waking up to one single other living person probably contributed a nice zesty duckling-style imprinting factor, although Simon would be mortified to hear such a thing suggested.
Anyway, he’s following her and oh god ]
You’re not serious. [ But he knows better and throws out this hypothesis immediately, and instead complains, ] Come on, this is just a different kind of dirty water.
[ He flounders a little where he might otherwise be more firm. For as much as Simon complains about the things Catherine asks him to do, he never feels coerced by her, nor alone in doing them or making the decision. Now, it’s shock at how... alive, and right here, she is, the voice once floating in space now suddenly in three dimensions.
BUT DON’T EMBARRASS HIM IN FRONT OF HIS COOL NEW COWORKERS ]