[L's posture is a fortress. His shoulders curl tighter, and his eyes might as well be boring holes in the bartop.]
Just go, if you could? You're right... this was really stupid.
[What did he expect? The SQUIP gets it; humans, contrarily, have always been frustrating to him. There's only one human who never had that effect on him, and he finds himself missing him, now.
There's an empty barstool to his left. Maybe he could... no, he definitely could. Just because it's fake doesn't mean it wouldn't be comforting, much like the terrible whiskey in his glass.]
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Just go, if you could? You're right... this was really stupid.
[What did he expect? The SQUIP gets it; humans, contrarily, have always been frustrating to him. There's only one human who never had that effect on him, and he finds himself missing him, now.
There's an empty barstool to his left. Maybe he could... no, he definitely could. Just because it's fake doesn't mean it wouldn't be comforting, much like the terrible whiskey in his glass.]