[At any other time it could throw him. The pool of people who favour his first name has been so shallow that it's a long time since he stopped turning around upon hearing it called. From her it should be particularly outlandish, but it's too late tonight for anything else to catch him unawares. His expression turns to something in parts questioning and amused, eyebrows quirked up along with the corners of his mouth.
He's not regretful or guilty for once, and, in a sudden rush, he doesn't think he's uncertain anymore, either. But, just to check.]
Hey. Are you back?
[Gentle, and little more than a whisper. More than close enough to be heard.]
sigh sob well then i suppose i can allow it.
He's not regretful or guilty for once, and, in a sudden rush, he doesn't think he's uncertain anymore, either. But, just to check.]
Hey. Are you back?
[Gentle, and little more than a whisper. More than close enough to be heard.]