[He takes the offer bottle, throwing his head back to down another mouthful. It’s offered back, that’s the polite thing to do, right after. Sharing is caring, isn’t that how it went? Probably.]
Me? I mean, we’re mostly out and about whenever our witch wants us to be, so I guess that’s enough to keep a guy busy. Back here? Me ‘nd-
[If it were possible for him to grimace he certainly would be.]
Me and the kid, Daylight, the missing one? We were makin’ a map of everything around here. Figure it could be useful in the future maybe? It’s something to do. Not sure if I’d recommend it though if you’re not a nature kinda guy, lotta mud and lotta running around.
Hell, if you want to get out and roll around in the mud and muck, I’d- I’d appreciate the company. Means stuff gets done twice as fast if you got two pairs of boots on the ground.
[Is it a weak excuse? It is, but it’s one that he’s going to stubbornly stick with. There’s been a sense of forboding since the realization that not everyone came back, and the less time he spent alone would be for the better. For the better for the both of them, really. Akvos really had….it had changed the dynamic of everything around the Circle and Cayde isn’t a fan.
At Hank’s admission, however, he scoffs, looking over with the most incredulous look that a robot can manage.]
Wait, wait, that other stuff isn’t important- you made him cry?
[Hank looks a little bit amused, sounds a little bit defensive.]
I didn't know he was so- I don't know, sensitive? And he was saying all this- all this weird shit?
[He grimaces, hearing the way that sounds out loud.]
It surprised me just as much as it did you. Some guys don't like hearing an honest opinion, I get that, if I knew he needed kid gloves it woudla gone differently. Uh-
[Well. Okay.]
Maybe it would of gone differently. I don't know. I was kinda-
[He makes a face, shrugs. Yeah, he was having a day and he made a robot cry. It'd just kind of happened.]
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Me? I mean, we’re mostly out and about whenever our witch wants us to be, so I guess that’s enough to keep a guy busy. Back here? Me ‘nd-
[If it were possible for him to grimace he certainly would be.]
Me and the kid, Daylight, the missing one? We were makin’ a map of everything around here. Figure it could be useful in the future maybe? It’s something to do. Not sure if I’d recommend it though if you’re not a nature kinda guy, lotta mud and lotta running around.
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I don't know, it'd be something. You know. Get me out of-
[He waves a hand at the dim, small room, a corner of his mouth curling up, wry, for about a second. Then his voice lightens.]
You know, I made him cry once? Daylight. First and only time we met.
[He takes a little drink and holds it in his mouth a second, lips pursed, before swallowing and holding the bottle out to Cayde.]
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[Is it a weak excuse? It is, but it’s one that he’s going to stubbornly stick with. There’s been a sense of forboding since the realization that not everyone came back, and the less time he spent alone would be for the better. For the better for the both of them, really. Akvos really had….it had changed the dynamic of everything around the Circle and Cayde isn’t a fan.
At Hank’s admission, however, he scoffs, looking over with the most incredulous look that a robot can manage.]
Wait, wait, that other stuff isn’t important- you made him cry?
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[Hank looks a little bit amused, sounds a little bit defensive.]
I didn't know he was so- I don't know, sensitive? And he was saying all this- all this weird shit?
[He grimaces, hearing the way that sounds out loud.]
It surprised me just as much as it did you. Some guys don't like hearing an honest opinion, I get that, if I knew he needed kid gloves it woudla gone differently. Uh-
[Well. Okay.]
Maybe it would of gone differently. I don't know. I was kinda-
[He makes a face, shrugs. Yeah, he was having a day and he made a robot cry. It'd just kind of happened.]