[He's not really sure what to say to that. Not really sure what it means. He's always figured he was just -- convenient, the first person he'd found who didn't give enough of a shit to push about Emery's oddities. Not really something you'd come back for, especially after... Well, he doesn't actually know how the monster in his body decided to break things between them, but he has enough of a picture to know it wouldn't have been pretty. Not the kind of thing you just bounce back to normal from.
He tenses a little as the pain in his head spikes in response to the way Emery's does, eyes closing, still sitting up. It's tempting to shift over the couple of inches between them, rest his leg against Emery's. Hard to be this close without touching him for any length of time. Maybe not looking at him for a while will help.]
High praise. [It's a slightly awkward joke in return, still not quite sure what else to say. He feels like he should be the one apologizing for them being stuck together; 'not so bad' really is better than he'd expected.] It is handy, not having to explain disappearing for a year. Could do a lot worse.
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He tenses a little as the pain in his head spikes in response to the way Emery's does, eyes closing, still sitting up. It's tempting to shift over the couple of inches between them, rest his leg against Emery's. Hard to be this close without touching him for any length of time. Maybe not looking at him for a while will help.]
High praise. [It's a slightly awkward joke in return, still not quite sure what else to say. He feels like he should be the one apologizing for them being stuck together; 'not so bad' really is better than he'd expected.] It is handy, not having to explain disappearing for a year. Could do a lot worse.