He pets Sasha's hair. "I want to know everything about you."

"...I'd tell you but I don't know where to start, everything is kind of a lot of things." 

He nibbles on Sasha's ear. "Tell me something, then, and if you keep doing that eventually you'll get around to everything."

"Mmm. That's nice, you can keep doing that. — all that's coming to mind as a thing to talk about is — can I get you to ask questions and then I answer them, I don't really like the places my brain is going or at least I don't want to go there right now." 

"Sure." He keeps nibbling on Sasha's ears. "What books did you carry with you?"

Lev's teeth on his ears feels really, really good. This is good. "Paperback all-in-one copy of Lord of the Rings, it was the biggest book we had so it was the one I used as a notebook — Gwen's family had actual notebooks but we set those aside for record-keeping and I used the margins of other books for my thing, every time I filled up a notebook I would transfer my favorite things out of it to the new one so I would always have my favorite poems with me — I didn't really bring books to Nova? We were based out of Gwen's house and her parents had more books than mine did before the Bliss and I was eight, all my favorites were things like Harry Potter that she had copies of too." 

"Tell me something nice that happened. When you were a kid."

...he has to think about it. 

"Most of my good memories aren't, like, a specific thing that happened, they're just really strong sense memories — I have one of learning how to ride a bike, there was a park near our house that had hills and my uncle took me out there in the evenings and let me go down the hill until I figured out how to keep going on my own —" 

"That's nice," he says, twirling Sasha's hair around his finger. "I'm happy to hear about the sense memory ones too, I just." He kisses Sasha's temple.

"Playing with my hair is good. It's not that I think you don't want to hear them, they're just — harder to summarize, you know? I remember really liking Christmas lights." 

Kiss. "It's too bad we can't have them. Maybe indoors, in the summer."

"It's not really important to me, but you're sweet." Kiss. 

"I miss them too. Probably I miss more things than you, I remember it better." He rests his head on Sasha's shoulder. "Math contests and summer camp and video games and candy and movies and fanfiction--"

"Ice cream and cartoons and — I don't actually miss girl scout camp it was terrible, but even so —" 

He looks confused for a second then says, "oh, right."

"...I don't even look like a guy! I have boobs! You can see my boobs!" 

"I don't like girls."

"That's cute. You're so cute." Have they been kissing enough, Sasha thinks they have not. 

They should kiss more, and then Lev should curl up with his head on Sasha's shoulder and say, "some summer afternoons I used to get a huge thing of candy and watch like three movies in the movie theater, it was so wasteful."

"It was — oh, man, remember Halloween? I loved Halloween." 

"Yeah. My parents used to try to give me one piece of candy a day and I'd sneak into the closet and eat all of it."

"My parents let me keep thirty pieces of what I'd gotten but they took the rest the night after Halloween so I'd hide almost all of it in my desk drawers overnight — my best friend and I used to plan our costumes months in advance, it was great." 

"Man, you probably don't even know what math contests are. Or fanfiction."

"I am guessing a math contest is a contest where you do math, but no, I don't know what fanfiction is." 

"It was so great. People used to write stories about Lord of the Rings or Harry Potter or whatever and post them online."