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lepidopterologistFor some time now, Harry had been considering a talk with Bond. The flirting did not go unnoticed, it seemed stronger every day. As did Q's discomfort, Harry thought, though that was also harder to judge... and Harry felt as if he were possibly the least qualified person in the world to give someone advice about this sort of thing.
Eventually, though, he decided that what he was mostly concerned about Q's wellbeing. Which he found he cared a great deal about.
He'd decided that he did want to check on Q. So he fell into step with him as they inadvertently met up on the way to home from the beach. "Good morning, Q," he said pleasantly.
Eventually, though, he decided that what he was mostly concerned about Q's wellbeing. Which he found he cared a great deal about.
He'd decided that he did want to check on Q. So he fell into step with him as they inadvertently met up on the way to home from the beach. "Good morning, Q," he said pleasantly.