[Gregor takes a breath and allows himself to be soothed. An instant later, he understands why Miles had hesitated, and there's a short spark of dark, sour comprehension.
He stops retreating, allows the closeness to creep back, although his feelings take on the dry dusty flavor of white ash. Closed down and indistinct.]
I see. I'm sorry if that's been awkward for you. It... would be a more plausible explanation.
no subject
He stops retreating, allows the closeness to creep back, although his feelings take on the dry dusty flavor of white ash. Closed down and indistinct.]
I see. I'm sorry if that's been awkward for you. It... would be a more plausible explanation.