[ It's more than he expected, and that, that's what gets him to avert his eyes away from her. He returns to his task of gathering things up, but it's careful, awkward, and when there's something on his right side, he starts to reach for it with that hand, but then falters when he remembers there's not quite anything to grab it. He murmurs out a curse under his breath, but as he stuff in as much gauze as he can plifer into his pockets, his holds a conversation that's... definitely awkward. ]
So, uh—
[ Great start, dickhead. He's definitely criticizing himself internally here. ]
Didn't- [ No, that's not right. He corrects himself, pauses, then asks: ] How're you doing, kiddo?
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Date: 2016-07-18 05:08 am (UTC)So, uh—
[ Great start, dickhead. He's definitely criticizing himself internally here. ]
Didn't- [ No, that's not right. He corrects himself, pauses, then asks: ] How're you doing, kiddo?