[ he means it well. well-intentioned needling. friendly even, he's doing his best.
wash will take a few minutes before heads over to the other side of the hall. he's just holding the pistol, which is a little awkward, but he figures that's better than technically trying to conceal it and it's not like he's going to put it in a gift box or something. he does, however, also bring along a bottle of whiskey, same brand that she sloshed all over his floors actually. hopefully it wasn't just fake-her that liked that. ]
-- Hey. [ just awkwardly, when she answers the door, totally averting his eyes for few moments. he sounds almost sheepish, really, but he gets over it for the most part after a few moments, clearing his throat. ] I've, uh, brought.
[ vaguely brandishing his offerings. in a non-threatening way. ]
no subject
[ he means it well. well-intentioned needling. friendly even, he's doing his best.
wash will take a few minutes before heads over to the other side of the hall. he's just holding the pistol, which is a little awkward, but he figures that's better than technically trying to conceal it and it's not like he's going to put it in a gift box or something. he does, however, also bring along a bottle of whiskey, same brand that she sloshed all over his floors actually. hopefully it wasn't just fake-her that liked that. ]
-- Hey. [ just awkwardly, when she answers the door, totally averting his eyes for few moments. he sounds almost sheepish, really, but he gets over it for the most part after a few moments, clearing his throat. ] I've, uh, brought.
[ vaguely brandishing his offerings. in a non-threatening way. ]