[A moment of silence, and when met with an obvious declaration of “I don’t want to talk about it”, Connor won’t push the subject. He only pries if the other lets him, or they aren't blunt about an avenue of conversation that they’d rather not traverse.
So, then, an apology flits up in the operations of his mind.]
Sorry. I wasn’t trying to make you uncomfortable.
[Connor gestures a little at the empty seat across from her, his tone laced with something apologetic.]
no subject
So, then, an apology flits up in the operations of his mind.]
Sorry. I wasn’t trying to make you uncomfortable.
[Connor gestures a little at the empty seat across from her, his tone laced with something apologetic.]
May I sit with you?