[ She opened a door, he walked through it, and there are so many words on the other side that he feels inundated. At first, Id's too busy trying to follow the winding path of this woman's internal logic. It's easier said than done, really, especially for a man who was raised on orders and discouraged from anything but getting straight to the point.
And even then, only if that point didn't question those orders. ]
...There's meaning in truth. [ He palms the back of his neck, unsure how to put this. ] Or what someone's trying to say.
[ What is he even trying to say? He's really no match for her conversationally, Id's very keenly aware. ]
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And even then, only if that point didn't question those orders. ]
...There's meaning in truth. [ He palms the back of his neck, unsure how to put this. ] Or what someone's trying to say.
[ What is he even trying to say? He's really no match for her conversationally, Id's very keenly aware. ]