[Something about it doesn't ring quite true, though she can't put her finger on it. It doesn't feel like he's lying, but it feels strange that he'd be referring to her specifically. Is he just being nice?
Either way, she scoots her stool a little closer and rests her head on his shoulder.]
[ Cardinal rule of hanging out with pretty girls, even if you're unlikely to sleep with them: make the conversation about them where you can. Old habits, et cetera.
(Besides, it not like he wants to lose memories of this, either.) ]
Eh. [ He glances down at her for a second, surprised, then puts an arm around her shoulders. ] You get torn out of one place, put in another, and it turns out the clock's ticking down 'til you're an amnesiac? Couldn't blame you if you were upset.
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Either way, she scoots her stool a little closer and rests her head on his shoulder.]
Maybe it's stupid to be upset about.
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Old habits, et cetera.
(Besides, it not like he wants to lose memories of this, either.) ]
Eh. [ He glances down at her for a second, surprised, then puts an arm around her shoulders. ] You get torn out of one place, put in another, and it turns out the clock's ticking down 'til you're an amnesiac? Couldn't blame you if you were upset.
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Yeah, I guess so. It's just weird, you know? Home was shitty too and now this place is shitty in a different way.
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[ But hey, she laughed. That's something. So's the weight of her cheek against his shoulder. ]
Right now's not so bad, though.