Unless Boone particularly refused him, Uldren took the wine and opened it, pouring his own glass while Boone poured his whiskey. Regardless, he was relaxing into the moment much more now that the talk was over and they were sitting together again. Uldren was no stranger to friction and confrontation but he would be lying to say that he enjoyed it. He was used to being the bad guy and to being loved only because he was a proxy and some piece of his heart knew just how tired of it he was, so the thought of repairing this relationship - the first time he was here of his own volition and liked because he was just him - meant a lot to him.
"You weren't interrupting anything important. I was resting, yes." But only for lack of anything else to do and to avoid the distance he felt. "Though it was only for lack of anything to do."
He needed to find other ways to fill his time. Searching for a way home was proving a worthless endeavor. He had an obsessive tendency to him, but even he knew when it was time to perhaps step back and reassess. Finding something else to fill his time wasn't a terrible idea.
"The evenings have been dull without our little talks. I admit that I have missed them."
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Date: 2021-11-28 03:17 pm (UTC)"You weren't interrupting anything important. I was resting, yes." But only for lack of anything else to do and to avoid the distance he felt. "Though it was only for lack of anything to do."
He needed to find other ways to fill his time. Searching for a way home was proving a worthless endeavor. He had an obsessive tendency to him, but even he knew when it was time to perhaps step back and reassess. Finding something else to fill his time wasn't a terrible idea.
"The evenings have been dull without our little talks. I admit that I have missed them."