[He nods to her offer, then shakes his head slowly to her question.]
No. [But it's not like he can't see what she's getting at. Even in his metaphorical Sunday best R is never going to quite pass as one hundred percent living and anyone with half a mind to take a second look would realise something was wrong with him.
He lets out a quiet, involuntary wheeze of air and waves one hand vaguely in front of him.]
Keep quiet. Keep.. to myself. No one really.. bothers me.
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No. [But it's not like he can't see what she's getting at. Even in his metaphorical Sunday best R is never going to quite pass as one hundred percent living and anyone with half a mind to take a second look would realise something was wrong with him.
He lets out a quiet, involuntary wheeze of air and waves one hand vaguely in front of him.]
Keep quiet. Keep.. to myself. No one really.. bothers me.
[R shrugs.]
Yet.