Horatio remembers, after all, this old lick of nerves in the corners of Archie's lips. The uncertainty blares out at an uncomfortable level, nearly to the point of finding he can't quite tell if the tension he feels at William's elbow is the other man's nerves or his own sharp tension.
His feet, at least, know how to move toward Archie. His mind stops him short of being unbearably close, barely masked by glancing back toward William at the door.
"Well, then."
Catching hold of the back of a chair might stop his hands from starting to shake with frustration. One can only hope.
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Horatio remembers, after all, this old lick of nerves in the corners of Archie's lips. The uncertainty blares out at an uncomfortable level, nearly to the point of finding he can't quite tell if the tension he feels at William's elbow is the other man's nerves or his own sharp tension.
His feet, at least, know how to move toward Archie. His mind stops him short of being unbearably close, barely masked by glancing back toward William at the door.
"Well, then."
Catching hold of the back of a chair might stop his hands from starting to shake with frustration. One can only hope.