[When Otabek moved around the counter to join Daryl, Daryl shuffled a couple inches to the side to give the man plenty of room and then crossed his arms. His fingers dug into the armholes of his leather vest and his lips pressed together while he watched what the man was doing with focused concentration.
He nodded when the guy pointed out where notifications were, but didn't look too happy about it. It was already bad enough he had to put his fingers on the screen to type in the letters, they had to put the settings 'button' on the same set up? What if he ended up pressing too hard one of these days and breaking the damn thing?
Rather than reach out and take over, Daryl brought one hand up to his chin to brush over the scruff there while he waited for the Otabek to do all the fiddling. Better if he broke it than Daryl. He might actually know how to fix it.]
Okay. Once you turn 'em off, can you show me where the alarm is?
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He nodded when the guy pointed out where notifications were, but didn't look too happy about it. It was already bad enough he had to put his fingers on the screen to type in the letters, they had to put the settings 'button' on the same set up? What if he ended up pressing too hard one of these days and breaking the damn thing?
Rather than reach out and take over, Daryl brought one hand up to his chin to brush over the scruff there while he waited for the Otabek to do all the fiddling. Better if he broke it than Daryl. He might actually know how to fix it.]
Okay. Once you turn 'em off, can you show me where the alarm is?