[He'll pour him another glass, and he'll pour himself one, too. Might as well, since he's so god damn thirsty— I mean, he needs something to do with his hands, and holding a glass works.]
So, how are you feeling? Everything going okay? [He's not filling silence at all. He's leaning back against this counter and definitely not staring across the room and just repeatedly glancing back at Dex for peeks.]
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[He'll pour him another glass, and he'll pour himself one, too. Might as well, since he's so god damn thirsty— I mean, he needs something to do with his hands, and holding a glass works.]
So, how are you feeling? Everything going okay? [He's not filling silence at all. He's leaning back against this counter and definitely not staring across the room and just repeatedly glancing back at Dex for peeks.]