( he waits until the too clean companion she's with excuses himself to do fuck knows what before peeling himself out of the dark corner he's been watching them from and takes the seat that the other man's just vacated.
he doesn't know how long it's been since they've seen each other but he brings a tankard of something strong with him and pushes it across the table for him. there are things to say but he's never been one to talk.
instead, he settles and he watches her, trying to gauge her reaction to seeing him once again. he sips his drink and then sits back, glancing in the direction of the man she'd come in with. )
He looks spry.
( that's the nicest thing he could say, he supposes. he knows that whoever this man is, she most likely needs him for something. unfortunately, he can't figure out what it is. )
( some hazy time in season 1 )
he doesn't know how long it's been since they've seen each other but he brings a tankard of something strong with him and pushes it across the table for him. there are things to say but he's never been one to talk.
instead, he settles and he watches her, trying to gauge her reaction to seeing him once again. he sips his drink and then sits back, glancing in the direction of the man she'd come in with. )
He looks spry.
( that's the nicest thing he could say, he supposes. he knows that whoever this man is, she most likely needs him for something. unfortunately, he can't figure out what it is. )