It's just when he's prepared to let that be that and head out that she throws a curve ball. And that metaphorical curve ball is landing square in the middle of his face. He makes an uncertain noise, grimacing and looking away.]
Well... I mean... you're clean and... you're not bleeding... You'd be... behind the door... Not really... the best sense... or anything... I'm sure it's... fine...!
[He smiles, but, it looks far more like a wince. Sure, he can't promise, but how likely is it?]
It'll be... fine... quiet... that's all... just quiet... and it's safe...
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It's just when he's prepared to let that be that and head out that she throws a curve ball. And that metaphorical curve ball is landing square in the middle of his face. He makes an uncertain noise, grimacing and looking away.]
Well... I mean... you're clean and... you're not bleeding... You'd be... behind the door... Not really... the best sense... or anything... I'm sure it's... fine...!
[He smiles, but, it looks far more like a wince. Sure, he can't promise, but how likely is it?]
It'll be... fine... quiet... that's all... just quiet... and it's safe...