Jo didn't look at him, and didn't really get through even half of the half-an-eye roll at the explanation.
It was fine. She was fine. She'd like more warning before having someone spray fountain her. But she was fine, and he would be, supposedly. He almost deserved this, except she couldn't get herself to feel any true emotion in her that believed that when she thought it. It was just a stab at the dark that dissipated fast like it was a drop of ink in water instead.
Her back stiffened a little at his words, and she shook her head. Not wanting to leave, again, quite yet and not able with the task under her hand, wiping up vomit from the floor on the towels, and not entirely wanting to be bereft of his voice. Even if she'd never taken any stock in it before now. "I can't. I'd really rather not need to replace your carpet, too."
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Date: 2016-12-03 04:47 am (UTC)It was fine. She was fine. She'd like more warning before having someone spray fountain her. But she was fine, and he would be, supposedly. He almost deserved this, except she couldn't get herself to feel any true emotion in her that believed that when she thought it. It was just a stab at the dark that dissipated fast like it was a drop of ink in water instead.
Her back stiffened a little at his words, and she shook her head. Not wanting to leave, again, quite yet and not able with the task under her hand, wiping up vomit from the floor on the towels, and not entirely wanting to be bereft of his voice. Even if she'd never taken any stock in it before now. "I can't. I'd really rather not need to replace your carpet, too."