[He glances at her when she's giggling and wonders what made her so amused. To Norway Sweden is just a ball of fluff in very inappropriate wrappings. Knitting is very much his kind of thing. Home cooking too.
But when she suggest making something for him, he glances at her again, from the corner of his eye, surprised.
Well. Okay. He loves knitted things honestly. A man with that many ugly sweaters could not not love them. But he's not sure how to accept stuff like that gracefully. So there's a hint of color rising up his knew as he looks back at the road.]
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But when she suggest making something for him, he glances at her again, from the corner of his eye, surprised.
Well. Okay. He loves knitted things honestly. A man with that many ugly sweaters could not not love them. But he's not sure how to accept stuff like that gracefully. So there's a hint of color rising up his knew as he looks back at the road.]
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