[ He probably could have, if he'd really needed to. His mind had settled on demanding Cayde did it instead, and whether or not he himself was capable became a moot point entirely. Muscle memory and years of practice only go so far sometimes and that's the excuse he'll die with if he must. Definitely not because he wanted Cayde here with him. Definitely not because he's drunk and nostalgic and needed someone to keep him company. Absolutely not because the room is already warmer just by merit of Cayde being here, too.
It's more work than boots should really necessitate to get the first off, layers of clasps and straps that peel away one by one until it's just the boot itself that he pries his foot out of with a mild sigh of relief. One down, one to go, and he replaces the first foot with the second so Cayde can work on it while he peels his own wet sock off. ]
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[ He probably could have, if he'd really needed to. His mind had settled on demanding Cayde did it instead, and whether or not he himself was capable became a moot point entirely. Muscle memory and years of practice only go so far sometimes and that's the excuse he'll die with if he must. Definitely not because he wanted Cayde here with him. Definitely not because he's drunk and nostalgic and needed someone to keep him company. Absolutely not because the room is already warmer just by merit of Cayde being here, too.
It's more work than boots should really necessitate to get the first off, layers of clasps and straps that peel away one by one until it's just the boot itself that he pries his foot out of with a mild sigh of relief. One down, one to go, and he replaces the first foot with the second so Cayde can work on it while he peels his own wet sock off. ]