[He digests the look that she gives him, but finds that it makes him uncomfortable and is forced to look back down at the fire. He stays quiet while he unpacks everything. When she lays it all out like that, he is forced to agree with her, though privately -- he doesn't make any sense.
But it was everything his instincts had told him to do. So he did it.]
Are you declining, then?
[Its a deflection in part, but equally honest as everything else he's offered in the past ten minutes. His eyes come up from the fire to rest back upon on her's, seeking more information.]
no subject
But it was everything his instincts had told him to do. So he did it.]
Are you declining, then?
[Its a deflection in part, but equally honest as everything else he's offered in the past ten minutes. His eyes come up from the fire to rest back upon on her's, seeking more information.]