[ Oh, so she won't fork over the coffee then, since she's taking a sip (yes, he was still holding out for it.) He leans on the table with an elbow, propping up his face with a hand as he takes in what she says, endless doubts running through his head at the words. No skepticism shows on his face - just the same passive, blank expression - but in his mind, he's thinking that there's absolutely no way that's the case. ]
And what makes you think that?
[ No, he's curious. Between the meager portions, the skeptical gazes from the crew members... rather than sound like he's making fun of her, he sounds like he actually wants to know her opinion. ]
no subject
And what makes you think that?
[ No, he's curious. Between the meager portions, the skeptical gazes from the crew members... rather than sound like he's making fun of her, he sounds like he actually wants to know her opinion. ]
Because they offered us food at all?