this was a little weird…. he managed not to backup or break eye contact as dahlia got closer, but he visibly tightened up ( he still wasn’t quite sure how to deal with or handle this… ). it confused him, too, judging by his facial contortions. ” that’s fair, but you didn’t do anything…. ” or did she? he struggled to recall anything out of the ordinary from that time, nothing that hadn’t been tampered down by medical professionals, at least.
artie tittered. ” that’s, uh… that’s a nonissue. ” he could say hat he didn’t have the time for a serious relationship, but ‘ not making or putting in the time for one ‘ would be more accurate. a decade-or-so ago, it didn’t make sense to continue anything he had in georgia once he moved back to new york. he’s dated around in new york over the years but had yet to meet someone he clicked with more than his work….
” so, in other words… i don’t think i’d mind that. ” a small, half-smile graced his face ( smile, however, might be a little too generous… ).
He must not have remembered anything judging by the way he was looking at her. By the way he didn’t hold her at fault for anything. Had the being stuck in a petrified state fried his brain or was it something else? How the hell was she supposed to tell him, a human, about what had truly happened that night. Also be sure to add, by the way you’re a dad to a supernatural adult congratulations!. The more she thought about it, the more she was uncertain just when was a good time to do it. “I did do some horrible things.” Dahlia whispered almost incoherently into the night. Of course, until they sat down to speak there wasn’t much else she could say. An intimate setting would be weird no doubt, just like this encounter.
The only thing she could picture was that old diner still around that they would sometimes go to for dinner. She blinked at his answer having pinged him for a spouse of some sort. “Oh..I see, me neither.” Luis and her had been a thing, but that was in the past. She offered him the best smile she could. “hey what about that old diner we used to hang out at? The one with the really good cherry pie.” The smile grew larger with nostalgia, but it wouldn’t stay long because of the weight she was about to drop on him.