@fightingcchance // x.
“I don’t know what-” they mumbled, it wasn’t like they were exactly used to someone pointing out how quiet they were, not even if it was someone as kind as Naomi. It seemed kind of ironic really, a pyro technician being so reserved. That wasn’t necessarily the case after a few drinks, but they didn’t trust anyone that much to let loose. The last thing Dil wanted to be was humiliated, so if they were quiet, all the better for it. “It’s - I’ve always been like this?”
As soon as she asked the question, she realized how it probably sounded, how she probably came off to Dil. “Sorry, I didn’t mean it like -- It’s not a bad thing,” she attempted to explain, tucking her hair behind her ear and shaking her head. “I’m just not used to quiet people. Well, Tamina’s pretty quiet, but I know how to get her talking. You, though . . . You’re a mystery. That’s not a bad thing, either, I’m just not sure how to talk to you without talking at you.” And she wanted to, though maybe the problem was that Dil didn’t want to talk to her. In which case, she was just making them uncomfortable, which wasn’t her intention at all.