[He's got the self-awareness to be a little embarrassed by the question, but it's been one that's been chewing at him in a low-key kind of way. He wrinkles his nose.]
No, you know, that's fair. Make it a priority. That's a thing, isn't it? I've never much tried that approach. At home, either.
[That nose wrinkle deepens and then he sighs out his grimace. He pulls his legs up onto the bed now that there's some space between the two of them, crossing into a tailor's sit and propping his palms on his knees. Honestly he's got more insight than he cares to admit as to why his high school girlfriend left him, and 'didn't make it a priority' is pretty high up there.]
Ramir, I've never asked, I think. How long have you been here? With ALASTAIR, I mean?
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No, you know, that's fair. Make it a priority. That's a thing, isn't it? I've never much tried that approach. At home, either.
[That nose wrinkle deepens and then he sighs out his grimace. He pulls his legs up onto the bed now that there's some space between the two of them, crossing into a tailor's sit and propping his palms on his knees. Honestly he's got more insight than he cares to admit as to why his high school girlfriend left him, and 'didn't make it a priority' is pretty high up there.]
Ramir, I've never asked, I think. How long have you been here? With ALASTAIR, I mean?