Apollo. Right. Trauma made something like a mix between a frown and a smirk without actually being able to make a decision on how he felt about that. Apollo the dog also better watch for Apollo the cat. That damn thing was vicious.
Owen was all too happy to get attention, but when Newo's redirected he was also happy to interact with the new dog. So Owen continued on, being all too happy and generally not getting the tenseness of the situation.
'just get back here pls' Trauma texted back, before Newo stood to shake hands and he suddenly was left in the most awkward moment he'd had yet. Right. Okay. He shoved his NV in his pocket and shook her hand. Mostly because it was one of those expected pleasantries. And because he was surprised. He didn't exactly expect for her to do that, and he got a sudden clearer picture of her nerves with the contact. Well. With as on edge as he was, that didn't exactly help and he was pretty sure he'd gone red eye'd at least for a moment.
But he tried to brush it off, and took a step back.. Because he was not getting into all that. Especially with the more....interesting elephant in the room.
"He talked about you." Trauma said, evenly. "A lot."
Because that was true. Especially that first year, he'd gone on about her like she was some magic thing in the universe and not a person. And....she was a person. That was here. In Terry's space. And he wasn't really wanting to deal with that. He still talked about her sometimes. She was this nebulous marker of before he'd gotten here, and thinking about it too hard made him really uncomfortable in ways he didn't exactly know how to say.
"Yeah. About...four years?" He said, looking out into the rest of the house. That was an easy out. And was even mostly true. "Us and Jinx. She's not home either."
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Date: 2014-09-12 09:28 am (UTC)Owen was all too happy to get attention, but when Newo's redirected he was also happy to interact with the new dog. So Owen continued on, being all too happy and generally not getting the tenseness of the situation.
'just get back here pls' Trauma texted back, before Newo stood to shake hands and he suddenly was left in the most awkward moment he'd had yet. Right. Okay. He shoved his NV in his pocket and shook her hand. Mostly because it was one of those expected pleasantries. And because he was surprised. He didn't exactly expect for her to do that, and he got a sudden clearer picture of her nerves with the contact. Well. With as on edge as he was, that didn't exactly help and he was pretty sure he'd gone red eye'd at least for a moment.
But he tried to brush it off, and took a step back.. Because he was not getting into all that. Especially with the more....interesting elephant in the
room.
"He talked about you." Trauma said, evenly. "A lot."
Because that was true. Especially that first year, he'd gone on about her like she was some magic thing in the universe and not a person. And....she was a person. That was here. In Terry's space. And he wasn't really wanting to deal with that. He still talked about her sometimes. She was this nebulous marker of before he'd gotten here, and thinking about it too hard made him really uncomfortable in ways he didn't exactly know how to say.
"Yeah. About...four years?" He said, looking out into the rest of the house. That was an easy out. And was even mostly true. "Us and Jinx. She's not home either."