[ He started, ripping his gray eyes from the door to look back at her. Sleeping. Ha. Of course not. ]
Better.
[ Admitting that he wasn't all the way there yet just wasn't going to happen. That wasn't how Gale functioned, even back at home, among his own family. Denying his condition was a habit that got hard to break, after living with it for so long. He hesitated before asking: ]
no subject
Better.
[ Admitting that he wasn't all the way there yet just wasn't going to happen. That wasn't how Gale functioned, even back at home, among his own family. Denying his condition was a habit that got hard to break, after living with it for so long. He hesitated before asking: ]
How about you?
[ No, this wasn't awkward at all. ]