He shrugs and gets up. Takes a few steps. Turns, leans against the bedpost with his fingers tucked into his jeans pockets. Watching her.
"I dunno, it's just something stupid, really, I guess. We were just talking yesterday, y'know, shootin' the shit about whatever. And you just happened to come up. And, well..."
He scrubs a hand through his hair again. He's not mad, or even irritated, or anything like that -- he just wants to know.
"He kinda said something about-- you. About your-- y'know."
He gestures somewhat vaguely at her, attempting to indicate what she has under her robe.
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He shrugs and gets up. Takes a few steps. Turns, leans against the bedpost with his fingers tucked into his jeans pockets. Watching her.
"I dunno, it's just something stupid, really, I guess. We were just talking yesterday, y'know, shootin' the shit about whatever. And you just happened to come up. And, well..."
He scrubs a hand through his hair again. He's not mad, or even irritated, or anything like that -- he just wants to know.
"He kinda said something about-- you. About your-- y'know."
He gestures somewhat vaguely at her, attempting to indicate what she has under her robe.