Date: 2010-04-09 11:21 pm (UTC)
And then, like that, the eye contact was gone. He glanced down, and the moment had been just that. His eyes shifted away and down.

A moment. Brief, perhaps, but a moment nonetheless.

"Right," he said, and tapped his hands against his legs.

"I should get food. Some clothes for you. Bits and pieces. Stuff to get us by. You'll be alright if I go out?"

He wasn't entirely feeling as though he wanted to go out, but then he often did a lot of things he didn't want to.
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