[He continues to pick at that bandage as he tries to swallow down his nerves. They weren't friends -- weren't exactly just acquaintances either, certainly not him and Rey. Maybe they hadn't been full-blown enemies. So just what were they?
No real point in asking now, is there? It's not as though they'll suddenly wake up one day and know who he is, he reminds himself.]
So, er.
[Another moment of uncomfortable silence as he grasps for another topic. Self-degradation is one he knows well.]
Sorry, lad. I'm not a very good conversationalist sometimes, I'm afraid. I'm used to people, um. Confessing and such. I listen, they talk.
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Date: 2016-05-14 04:05 am (UTC)No real point in asking now, is there? It's not as though they'll suddenly wake up one day and know who he is, he reminds himself.]
So, er.
[Another moment of uncomfortable silence as he grasps for another topic. Self-degradation is one he knows well.]
Sorry, lad. I'm not a very good conversationalist sometimes, I'm afraid. I'm used to people, um. Confessing and such. I listen, they talk.