[Gregor's not sure why they're heading toward the bathroom, but assumes he needs to wash his hands or something.
Anyone else would get an evasive response on this, but he knows Miles will read into his answer to the truth. There's another quiet pang of awkwardness from Gregor as he admits evenly,] Just a distraction when I couldn't sleep. [There's a short, unwitting flash of the Residence kitchens, a wide open huge space kept in meticulous perfection, and a teenage Gregor sitting on a counter in the quiet darkness, picking idly at a snack. Miles was right-- the snack was just an excuse.]
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Anyone else would get an evasive response on this, but he knows Miles will read into his answer to the truth. There's another quiet pang of awkwardness from Gregor as he admits evenly,] Just a distraction when I couldn't sleep. [There's a short, unwitting flash of the Residence kitchens, a wide open huge space kept in meticulous perfection, and a teenage Gregor sitting on a counter in the quiet darkness, picking idly at a snack. Miles was right-- the snack was just an excuse.]