[ Please, he isn't a narc!! Your drinking problem is safe with him, Zeta.
He accepts her scrutiny kind of sheepishly, one hand coming up to rub the back of his neck, even though he already knows nobody here has even heard of the Empire. It's just a hard mindset to break out of now—back on Bracca, he tried to be as unobtrusive as possible, preferably to the point of being completely forgettable. He isn't used to having attention on him.
Her joke gets a smile out of him, higher on one side, and he clinks his cup against hers. ]
Cheers works for me.
[ He gamely takes a small sip of his drink, mostly in solidarity, and then goes back to cradling it in his hands. ]
no subject
He accepts her scrutiny kind of sheepishly, one hand coming up to rub the back of his neck, even though he already knows nobody here has even heard of the Empire. It's just a hard mindset to break out of now—back on Bracca, he tried to be as unobtrusive as possible, preferably to the point of being completely forgettable. He isn't used to having attention on him.
Her joke gets a smile out of him, higher on one side, and he clinks his cup against hers. ]
Cheers works for me.
[ He gamely takes a small sip of his drink, mostly in solidarity, and then goes back to cradling it in his hands. ]
Why, where are you from?