he's trying to follow, but the way this person talks--in the excited way that they talk, like they're the kind of person that gets along with everyone, the kind of person that's friendly and good at parties, the kind of person he absolutely is not--makes his head spin a little. he can at least grasp a few things that he can try to make sense of: swords, and learning the rapier.
like always, he's left to find the pieces of his social awareness by sticking to the very little he knows about; and, like always, it just makes him realize how terrible he is at socializing at all.
the stranger has got a nice looking sword, though. at least, from what he can see. )
Right. ( both of his arms shift, bracing to cross against his chest. ) You know how to handle yourself, then.
( better that than someone who might slow him down. he decides to risk it, and continues on: )
You...Did you find things? Here. In...Wherever you slept. Clothes, photos, anything from home...
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he's trying to follow, but the way this person talks--in the excited way that they talk, like they're the kind of person that gets along with everyone, the kind of person that's friendly and good at parties, the kind of person he absolutely is not--makes his head spin a little. he can at least grasp a few things that he can try to make sense of: swords, and learning the rapier.
like always, he's left to find the pieces of his social awareness by sticking to the very little he knows about; and, like always, it just makes him realize how terrible he is at socializing at all.
the stranger has got a nice looking sword, though. at least, from what he can see. )
Right. ( both of his arms shift, bracing to cross against his chest. ) You know how to handle yourself, then.
( better that than someone who might slow him down. he decides to risk it, and continues on: )
You...Did you find things? Here. In...Wherever you slept. Clothes, photos, anything from home...