[ The insinuation, or rather, joke that she might throw something at him if he were to keep her awake is met with a brief pause before he resumes putting his cloak back into the closet. She'd probably be able to hear however a brief, amused laugh in the form of a breath.
It lingers on his features as he turns to look at her again, arms settling crossed across his chest. That amusement however quickly fades at the mention of the Outer Rim. He's too practiced to allow tension or caution to be so visible on him. Instead both are masked by an air of curiosity. He'd gone so long without encountering anyone else from his galaxy; had he become complacent in thinking that no one - friend or foe - might show up here? ]
I've heard of it but I've never been myself. [ There's a pause. ] I'm from Fest.
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It lingers on his features as he turns to look at her again, arms settling crossed across his chest. That amusement however quickly fades at the mention of the Outer Rim. He's too practiced to allow tension or caution to be so visible on him. Instead both are masked by an air of curiosity. He'd gone so long without encountering anyone else from his galaxy; had he become complacent in thinking that no one - friend or foe - might show up here? ]
I've heard of it but I've never been myself. [ There's a pause. ] I'm from Fest.