Still better than what I'm used to, honestly. Even when I say what's going on, girls back home will still do it on purpose.
Pitiful of me, right? [His voice doesn't change, but there's a subtle shift in his smile, a bitterness that's hard to shake.
A beat.]
Still... thanks for having some self-control, regardless of what you wanted to do.
[And just like that, the moment's gone, and he's fine.] Guess I should be glad we weren't figuring this stuff out while you were wasted, or this might have been a totally different conversation, huh?
[A glance at her, VERY hard to read, before he shrugs it off with a laugh.]
If you say so. Thanks.
[Moving on.]
Maybe now that we're not crammed on that bus, a drink or two would be a little more appealing. Not that I think we'll see much of it from what's in that mess hall, but who knows.
Anyway... I know this might be a little out of nowhere, but would you mind explaining what you were up to when I first came out here? That looked more like meditation than any kind of warm-up I've seen.
[ she lets it go for now, but she's going to keep it for later. once she decides she wants to know something, she will know it.
she sniffs. ] Oh - yeah, it's kind of a meditation. Yoga. It's the kind of shit the Cobalt Soul teaches you to do when you've got a shitton of anxious energy and nowhere to put it.
I can show you how to do it if you want? It's not that hard and it doesn't require me getting close to you.
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[ beau sometimes you don't have to be honest. ] But - yeah, I mean, that's why I spent most of my time drunk on the bus.
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Pitiful of me, right? [His voice doesn't change, but there's a subtle shift in his smile, a bitterness that's hard to shake.
A beat.]
Still... thanks for having some self-control, regardless of what you wanted to do.
[And just like that, the moment's gone, and he's fine.] Guess I should be glad we weren't figuring this stuff out while you were wasted, or this might have been a totally different conversation, huh?
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[ she watches him for a moment, taking it in. storing away what she sees. and then, firmly: ] You're not pitiful.
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If you say so. Thanks.
[Moving on.]
Maybe now that we're not crammed on that bus, a drink or two would be a little more appealing. Not that I think we'll see much of it from what's in that mess hall, but who knows.
Anyway... I know this might be a little out of nowhere, but would you mind explaining what you were up to when I first came out here? That looked more like meditation than any kind of warm-up I've seen.
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she sniffs. ] Oh - yeah, it's kind of a meditation. Yoga. It's the kind of shit the Cobalt Soul teaches you to do when you've got a shitton of anxious energy and nowhere to put it.
I can show you how to do it if you want? It's not that hard and it doesn't require me getting close to you.
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[he's definitely got the legs for yoga and i hate that i have to confirm that he's just That Kind Of Guy in build]
Most of what I've been taught is only for the sake of combat and nothing else. Anything you'd have to share would be more than enough.