His shoulders eased a little ways down from his ears and he risked a glance up at the quiet understanding in her voice. His eyes were almost pathetically grateful for her patience and he gave a jerky shake of his head at her apology. "S'alright," he mumbled. When he looked back on the conversation later he'd recognize her concern as something he would've shared if their positions had been reversed, but in the moment all he felt was relief that he wouldn't need to relive the trauma of that night again so soon.
"Uh... both? Or either, I guess. It's been ages since we talked so..." He gave a sheepish shrug, his hand slowly slipping from his neck and back to the table to fiddle with his spoon. "Anythin' y'want t'tell me, really." And anything she didn't want to talk about, he'd return the favor and not push her about!
"Uh... both? Or either, I guess. It's been ages since we talked so..." He gave a sheepish shrug, his hand slowly slipping from his neck and back to the table to fiddle with his spoon. "Anythin' y'want t'tell me, really." And anything she didn't want to talk about, he'd return the favor and not push her about!
