['Don't apologize' - as if his words aren't a placating buffer full of feigned sincerity. Like she needs to truly assuage him of the guilt of speaking and-
The intent behind her rough response is clear - don't lie, talk to me. This is a spat between friends and not smoothing over a potential murder attempt.
His palms burn - his fingers clench into fists over his knees. Annoying.]
I see. [Neutral - a crisis averted, a resource kept, an ally confirmed.] You're a better person than I am. I appreciate your understanding of the matter and the offer. It won't be something I forget.
['Jackass']
I may be late to breakfast though - perhaps it's a residual effect from yesterday, but I'm not feeling well. Please feel free to eat without me if that's the case.
[Fuck this he's-
Wrapping himself back up in the blanket to claim his place over the new couch hovel. He's just gonna hang out here - the cushion was a nice change of pace anyway. He'll wander back to his room later.]
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The intent behind her rough response is clear - don't lie, talk to me. This is a spat between friends and not smoothing over a potential murder attempt.
His palms burn - his fingers clench into fists over his knees. Annoying.]
I see. [Neutral - a crisis averted, a resource kept, an ally confirmed.] You're a better person than I am. I appreciate your understanding of the matter and the offer. It won't be something I forget.
['Jackass']
I may be late to breakfast though - perhaps it's a residual effect from yesterday, but I'm not feeling well. Please feel free to eat without me if that's the case.
[Fuck this he's-
Wrapping himself back up in the blanket to claim his place over the new couch hovel. He's just gonna hang out here - the cushion was a nice change of pace anyway. He'll wander back to his room later.]
no subject
[Does she buy that? Does it matter? His uncovered hands are fists over his knees. She’ll give it to him.]
I’ll wait.
[Kind of.
[Exit Aubrey, stage left. She actually will wait—and, most likely, fall asleep at the counter. As one does. What a day....]