It'll do. [The words don't come quickly. Veronica instead spends her silence watching his movements, trying to guess what it is that he sees in this place compared to her. There are times when she thinks it's good that she gets him talking. If he normalizes the neuroses and has someone to answer to, it might be good. Not that she knows for sure. She's done therapy before, sure, but she didn't have any of the real problems that other people have.
That Scott seems to have.
Instead, she decides to bypass it. Having him say too much might make him skittish. She can already guess that her attempt to make this easier has already made him more uncomfortable, but food and drink will make it more ... casual. Somewhat. They can pretend this is a conversation instead of an awkward AMA or whatever.
Veronica moves to sit down, bending her legs underneath her, as she proceeds to pop open one of the bottles of champagne. To her credit, her pours into the cups seems ... fairly restrained. She's not trying to get the two of them wasted after all. The orange juice follows.]
Before we start, I need to know what a mutant is. It sounds like a derogatory term, but it sounds like you and yours have reclaimed it.
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That Scott seems to have.
Instead, she decides to bypass it. Having him say too much might make him skittish. She can already guess that her attempt to make this easier has already made him more uncomfortable, but food and drink will make it more ... casual. Somewhat. They can pretend this is a conversation instead of an awkward AMA or whatever.
Veronica moves to sit down, bending her legs underneath her, as she proceeds to pop open one of the bottles of champagne. To her credit, her pours into the cups seems ... fairly restrained. She's not trying to get the two of them wasted after all. The orange juice follows.]
Before we start, I need to know what a mutant is. It sounds like a derogatory term, but it sounds like you and yours have reclaimed it.