I guess not. ( That same quiet little smile, absently swirling her milk around the glass before taking a sip. That next question, though, that takes her by surprise, so much so that she's silent for a second as she muddles through it, like maybe she miss-heard. )
Military? ( It's so far off that she almost laughs, but-- well, that'd be rude. Her smile widens, just a fractionally, and she shakes her head, slouching comfortably against the bar. ) No, ma'am. I just, uh. ( Head tilting, thinking it over. She seems to space out a little for half a second before she zones back in. )
A lotta odd stuff happens back home? You get used to seein' and hearin' bunches of odd things. ( Ha. Things again. A nice, ambiguous euphemism, but her smile becomes a bit rueful at her repetition of the word. ) You don't seem so flustered yourself, though.
( Quiet, the last comment. Was that impolite, maybe? Maybe a bit, and her expression becomes just a shade apprehensive. )
a grand, noble quest *A*
Military? ( It's so far off that she almost laughs, but-- well, that'd be rude. Her smile widens, just a fractionally, and she shakes her head, slouching comfortably against the bar. ) No, ma'am. I just, uh. ( Head tilting, thinking it over. She seems to space out a little for half a second before she zones back in. )
A lotta odd stuff happens back home? You get used to seein' and hearin' bunches of odd things. ( Ha. Things again. A nice, ambiguous euphemism, but her smile becomes a bit rueful at her repetition of the word. ) You don't seem so flustered yourself, though.
( Quiet, the last comment. Was that impolite, maybe? Maybe a bit, and her expression becomes just a shade apprehensive. )