Um! Alright! Not 'miss' then. [ in return, daylight tries not to stare at her legs, knowing better than to ask anything possibly sensitive so early in an interaction.
but oh how he wants to ask all sorts of things but - he bites down on his tongue, proverbially, and reminds himself of the (very, very) hard lesson he learned from nightbreak. his struts still ache in phantom pain whenever he recalls their first encounter. ]
Okay, um, what would you prefer then, mi- [ he stops himself. then he tries again- ] What do you prefer?
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but oh how he wants to ask all sorts of things but - he bites down on his tongue, proverbially, and reminds himself of the (very, very) hard lesson he learned from nightbreak. his struts still ache in phantom pain whenever he recalls their first encounter. ]
Okay, um, what would you prefer then, mi- [ he stops himself. then he tries again- ] What do you prefer?