She smiles crookedly, giving him another nudge with her foot.
"D'you really think y'need to explain yourself to me?"
Her voice is soft, non-accusatory, and just slightly amused. If he was expecting shock or disappointment, he's not going to get it out of her. Her 'issues' have issues, and she knows better than to press.
She looks away, with a self-deprecating little half-shrug.
"Listen, sugar — I know we ain't anythin' special. But we are friends, aren't we? Y'can say an' do whatever you like; or y'can not say or do whatever y'like. Y'wanna come up an' mess around, then we don't hafta worry ourselves on talkin'. But if y'want someplace t'spend the night, or someone t'talk to, I suppose I can be convinced."
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Yes.
She was.
She smiles crookedly, giving him another nudge with her foot.
"D'you really think y'need to explain yourself to me?"
Her voice is soft, non-accusatory, and just slightly amused. If he was expecting shock or disappointment, he's not going to get it out of her. Her 'issues' have issues, and she knows better than to press.
She looks away, with a self-deprecating little half-shrug.
"Listen, sugar — I know we ain't anythin' special. But we are friends, aren't we? Y'can say an' do whatever you like; or y'can not say or do whatever y'like. Y'wanna come up an' mess around, then we don't hafta worry ourselves on talkin'. But if y'want someplace t'spend the night, or someone t'talk to, I suppose I can be convinced."
Her lips twitch.
"I don't mind."