She feels bad for waking him, worse still for the fog of confusion he finds himself in. "Can I get you something?" she offers quietly. "Something other than brandy?"
Though her eyes speak volumes in response to his question, it's a long moment before she replies with words. "Love... yes. Not so old. Um. About two years ago?" She smiles, but it's poignant. "He asked me out on my birthday... for a little while I was the happiest woman in the twelve colonies."
Her lower lip trembles and she covers it up with a sip of her drink. "He's... he was like you said. Neat." It's too easy to imagine him at the party, dressed in one of those suits his model seemed to favor. "When... when you saw him. Did he seem... okay? Was he happy?"
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Date: 2017-06-29 08:58 pm (UTC)Though her eyes speak volumes in response to his question, it's a long moment before she replies with words. "Love... yes. Not so old. Um. About two years ago?" She smiles, but it's poignant. "He asked me out on my birthday... for a little while I was the happiest woman in the twelve colonies."
Her lower lip trembles and she covers it up with a sip of her drink. "He's... he was like you said. Neat." It's too easy to imagine him at the party, dressed in one of those suits his model seemed to favor. "When... when you saw him. Did he seem... okay? Was he happy?"