[ The way Allura says it draws Rey's attention in a way that's more significant maybe than the remark warrants. Like she's thinking pretty deeply about it. That, maybe, is the alcohol. She can definitely feel a pleasant numbness buzzing in her fingertips now. Glancing down at her hand, she works it into a fist in consideration.
She could count on one hand the number of times she'd felt like this. Most of the time, it was dehydration, not alcohol. She sets her hand on the bar again.
It's just … She can't help but wonder, as Allura says it, how people talk of her when she's not around. Keith is so many things to her that she never feels like she can truly explain it properly when she's put to description, and so it perhaps gets broken up from one comm to the next. Hm. These thoughts are disjointed and don't really go anywhere. Another effect of the alcohol. ]
That might be part of it. I've been on my own a lot too. I know what it's like. [ She doesn't want to get into it much past that. The specifics are tender, now. More because of the truth of her parentage. ] That kind of life makes it hard to talk to people, but all it takes is a little patience.
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She could count on one hand the number of times she'd felt like this. Most of the time, it was dehydration, not alcohol. She sets her hand on the bar again.
It's just … She can't help but wonder, as Allura says it, how people talk of her when she's not around. Keith is so many things to her that she never feels like she can truly explain it properly when she's put to description, and so it perhaps gets broken up from one comm to the next. Hm. These thoughts are disjointed and don't really go anywhere. Another effect of the alcohol. ]
That might be part of it. I've been on my own a lot too. I know what it's like. [ She doesn't want to get into it much past that. The specifics are tender, now. More because of the truth of her parentage. ] That kind of life makes it hard to talk to people, but all it takes is a little patience.