[ He wants to say a lot of things-- apology and excuse-- but ends up saying nothing. A minute ticks by and he doesn't look away from her. His eyes meet hers and he doesn't think she can tell from behind his shades.
There's nothing on his face, just indifference, just quietness. It's his usual look, the default, and Dave eventually opens his mouth to talk. Only to shut it again. Should he let her talk first? But he can't stand this silence. So that's what motivates him to mumble.
He finally looks away, off to the side. ]
You're supposed to be dead, but you're here anyways. How the fuck did that happen. Though I'm supposed to be dead too, one more doomed Dave in the long line for the chopping block, so I guess we're two snug peas in a goddamn pod. The living dead but the reality of something like that isn't pretty like vampires or outrageous like zombies, it's just a handful of kids. It's us, and we're nothing special.
... Shit, Jade. I don't have any excuses. I never thought I'd see you again. So go ahead. Say whatever you want to say.
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There's nothing on his face, just indifference, just quietness. It's his usual look, the default, and Dave eventually opens his mouth to talk. Only to shut it again. Should he let her talk first? But he can't stand this silence. So that's what motivates him to mumble.
He finally looks away, off to the side. ]
You're supposed to be dead, but you're here anyways. How the fuck did that happen. Though I'm supposed to be dead too, one more doomed Dave in the long line for the chopping block, so I guess we're two snug peas in a goddamn pod. The living dead but the reality of something like that isn't pretty like vampires or outrageous like zombies, it's just a handful of kids. It's us, and we're nothing special.
... Shit, Jade. I don't have any excuses. I never thought I'd see you again. So go ahead. Say whatever you want to say.