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[rosebyanyother]

"Morrigan Prince. I'm afraid I'm too busy to answer at the moment, but leave a message and I promise to respond as soon as I'm able."

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[compellingstatement]

[Bournemouth had been less backwater and more... rich people with holiday homes all around their tiny little lot that their family had been living in since Jon's great-great-grandfather had been working as a fisherman. He supposes that tradition had stopped with him.

And the end of the world.]

How did you get off? Stowaway? Or charm yourself properly onto a ship?

[rosebyanyother]

I had enough to pay my way, actually. [How's that for your assumptions, Jon?] Not exactly the most luxurious cabin, but it was enough.

[It was practically a closet and it was the only passage he did come by legally, for some time. The stowing away and the charm came shortly after. (Charm...and some seduction.)

He turns the shirt in his hands around for Jon's inspection.]

What do you think?

[compellingstatement]

O-oh! Right. [Well, now he feels like and ass. Jon focuses his attention on the clothes on his wrack, picking something random off that has... a ship on it. No. Not that. He puts it back as Peter draws his attention.]

That looks... nice enough. We just need the rest of the suit, then?

[He is absolutely willing to choose one option and run with it. It will save them time and the opportunity for Jon to shove his foot in his mouth again.]

[rosebyanyother]

[Well, that was quick.]

I said I wasn't going to bully you into trying on too much, but are you sure?

["Nice enough" isn't a ringing endorsement...although Peter can potentially understand that Jon might want to not compare too many different options. Some people don't like shopping quite as much as he does.]

[compellingstatement]

I don't have any taste, Morrigan. As long as it's not, I don't know, neon, it's probably fine. I trust you to have a better eye for these things. [Jon winces slightly at himself and just presses on, choosing not to acknowledge the pun to himself.] I can try it on to see if it's uncomfortable, but it looks like a fairly standard shirt, doesn't it?

[rosebyanyother]

I believe so.

[This is a lot of power, Jon. But no, Peter will be good. He takes one more look at the shirt and then shrugs. He thinks it's nice, in an understated but not entirely boring way.]

Right, so something nice and warm to go over that, since you'll be at the beach at night.

[He starts ushering Jon over to another part of the store, where there happens to be a nice selection of knitwear.]

[compellingstatement]

[Jon's eyes actually light up at the knitwear, and for once, he actively engages with the clothes on the racks.]

That one might look nice with it...

[Admittedly, Jon likes a good sweater vest, cardigan, and jumper. It might become obvious to Peter very quickly that if he ever wanted to properly interest Jon in clothes, this would be the section to do it in. As it is, they settle on an outfit for Jon before he insists on Peter picking out something for himself. Stepping out of the store, he's well pleased with the selection and far less put upon than he thought he might be.]

Thanks, Morrigan.

[He'll offer the other man a small smile as they part ways. He is set for Valentines.]