I'd still know you, not being shown you, I only need the working of my hands
The language of the bar seemed to be fleeting glances and raised eyebrows; a dialect that Everest was woefully unfamiliar with, so by the time Thorn arrived at his side, the aviator thought perhaps he was being ignored. Maybe they could sense his inexperience?
'Oh," turning with no expectations in mind, Ever smiled politely. "I was, yes." Debating whether or not he was meant to reach out and shake this man's hand before deciding against it, Ever instead merely returned his grin. "What I could really use is someone knowledgable. I, uh....am new to all of this and honestly, I have no idea what sorts of things I like, much less how to be good for someone else, you know?" Well, no, Thorn probably didn't. He wouldn't be working here if those were the sorts of questions that kept him up at night.
'Oh," turning with no expectations in mind, Ever smiled politely. "I was, yes." Debating whether or not he was meant to reach out and shake this man's hand before deciding against it, Ever instead merely returned his grin. "What I could really use is someone knowledgable. I, uh....am new to all of this and honestly, I have no idea what sorts of things I like, much less how to be good for someone else, you know?" Well, no, Thorn probably didn't. He wouldn't be working here if those were the sorts of questions that kept him up at night.
Everest
