Lisbon, Portugal, [All Day Sunday]

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After getting checked in to the hotel and settled in the room with its view of the Tagus river, Watts and Steven were ready to start their adventure with a visit to the Oceanário de Lisboa. Following that, Watts had deliberately left the itinerary open. Perhaps they'd explore the city and head for dinner and a performance of fado music... orrrrr they might just head back to the hotel and order room service. Who knew!

[ooc: for the sweetheart!]

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"I would like to go for a swim with you," Watts mused. He glanced back at the otters as an idea occurred to him.

"Do you think- I've seen- in Miss Gingrich's shop, she has toys that are like teddy bears but not actual bears. Do you think the gift shop here would have something like that? But of an otter?"

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"They might," Steven said. "We had things at the museum - er, last museum I worked at, not this one. But stuffed Tawerets and the like. They might have otters here. Why, what are you thinking?"

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"For Miss Sherman," he said. "You said you were thinking of getting her something as a thank-you for taking care of your fish."

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"Oh!" Steven said as he understood. "Might work. I was thinking of getting something for her daughter anyway. Like she said she didn't need anything but she might not mind a gift for the little one, yeah? Bet a stuffed otter would do a treat."

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"That's along the lines of what I was thinking, more or less," Watts confessed. "I know the bears at least are popular as gifts for children back home, they must still be if they're making them for all manner of creatures..." including the entirely imaginary kind he'd seen in Steph's shop.

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Steven gave Llewellyn's hand a squeeze. "They are. I bet we'll find one. Probably loads, but I like the otter. It can hold hands with Liz's child."

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"Downright adorable," Watts declared. "I'm glad you like the idea."

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"I'll be sure to tell her it's from both of us," Steven said.

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"You'd do that?" Liz was, after all, Steven's friend, while he and Liz had never really spoken outside of the couple times she'd come in to the Trooper Station visibly distressed.

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"It was your idea, wasn't it?" Steven said. "The otter? Can't take all the credit there, can I?"

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"Suppose not," Watts said. "It's only that she's your friend, though I suppose I'm on friendly enough terms..." he mused.

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"She did say she wanted to try to get to know you better," Steven said. "Especially now she's more herself. And she knows how much you mean to me."

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“I think I would like that too,” Watts said. He’d been careful to cultivate a polite distance for, well. Reasons. But now that those reasons weren’t really an issue…

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Steven bumped their shoulders together. "I've told her how wonderful you are. Especially this past week, taking care of me."