[ He settles back as she does. One leg kicked out under the table and the other curling back under, tapping slightly, bobbing his leg with the action. Might be nerves might be habit but where she takes the drink, gives him the confidence to take a longer mouthful. Not that he doesn't trust her. It's just that he doesn't trust her when it comes to him. ]
Quality only increases the likelihood in my experience.
[ A dismissive shrug, he's got a lot of stories to that end and undoubtedly she wanted to hear none of them. The glass settled back against the table, turns it slowly between thumb and forefinger. This all tastes bitterly of something he isn't sure he wants, but she's got him here. Doesn't respond, she'd make the offer whether he said he wanted to listen or not, learned that much so far. Swallows on the taste of it, and waited for whatever she felt like saying. ]
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Quality only increases the likelihood in my experience.
[ A dismissive shrug, he's got a lot of stories to that end and undoubtedly she wanted to hear none of them. The glass settled back against the table, turns it slowly between thumb and forefinger. This all tastes bitterly of something he isn't sure he wants, but she's got him here. Doesn't respond, she'd make the offer whether he said he wanted to listen or not, learned that much so far. Swallows on the taste of it, and waited for whatever she felt like saying. ]