[ There are things he could tell her. He's got a few stories about Blackbeard she'd laugh at, could tell her about running all over the place with Nathan back when they were kids. But now all he can think of is how old stories'll threaten to turn into more like the prison break: Kyna looking at him like she feels sorry for him, asking if he's talked to anyone.
So he starts getting up instead, leaving his glass next to the bottle. ]
Should probably get going. I, uh--this was fun. Sorta. [ One corner of his mouth tugs up, a half-assed attempt at his usual crooked grin. ] See you around, yeah?
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[She says it lightly as she pulls back.]
We can talk about whatever you want. Promise.
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[ There are things he could tell her. He's got a few stories about Blackbeard she'd laugh at, could tell her about running all over the place with Nathan back when they were kids. But now all he can think of is how old stories'll threaten to turn into more like the prison break: Kyna looking at him like she feels sorry for him, asking if he's talked to anyone.
So he starts getting up instead, leaving his glass next to the bottle. ]
Should probably get going. I, uh--this was fun. Sorta. [ One corner of his mouth tugs up, a half-assed attempt at his usual crooked grin. ] See you around, yeah?