"Uh," he looked down, tugging on the edges of the black, leather jacket that resembled the one he'd worn in that bar and on the shuttle ride to San Fransisco years ago that had been hatched prior to making his way over her. "A jacket. What, bring back bad memories? Preaching to damn the choir."
Perhaps it was a bit mean of him, but he wasn't in the mood to dish out sympathy or apologize for the hundredth time for an accidental boob grab that had been completely accidental. If anyone was to blame for that, it was those damn security goons who insisted on knocking him around. Let's forget that he may or may not have started (or at least provoked) that fight.
He doubted she was upset over someone leaving, for if her reaction to Gaila's departure had been anything to go by, she would've told him right off the bat, not questioned what he was wearing.
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"Uh," he looked down, tugging on the edges of the black, leather jacket that resembled the one he'd worn in that bar and on the shuttle ride to San Fransisco years ago that had been hatched prior to making his way over her. "A jacket. What, bring back bad memories? Preaching to damn the choir."
Perhaps it was a bit mean of him, but he wasn't in the mood to dish out sympathy or apologize for the hundredth time for an accidental boob grab that had been completely accidental. If anyone was to blame for that, it was those damn security goons who insisted on knocking him around. Let's forget that he may or may not have started (or at least provoked) that fight.
He doubted she was upset over someone leaving, for if her reaction to Gaila's departure had been anything to go by, she would've told him right off the bat, not questioned what he was wearing.