[ There's a soft sound of assent from his end as he stares into the liquid in his cup. Sleep, he would tell you wryly, if the both of you were actually friends, is overrated in the Vigil lifestyle.
Then again, that might just be his own anxiety speaking. Sleep hasn't come easy for him in a while. The bed is too soft, too big, and altogether too empty. ]
I... [ shifting a touch uncomfortably in his seat. ] I'm piss-poor company to be around though. My apologies for that.
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Then again, that might just be his own anxiety speaking. Sleep hasn't come easy for him in a while. The bed is too soft, too big, and altogether too empty. ]
I... [ shifting a touch uncomfortably in his seat. ] I'm piss-poor company to be around though. My apologies for that.