@THED3SERTSN4KE he matches her cheers with his own and returns her smile.
“i will, to. i like to think my choices, no matter how foolish, led me to where i am now. i can’t say i regret that.”
@THED3SERTSN4KE he listens as she explains; he knows the planet, not the village, but he understands enough.
“i’m sorry. i know what it’s like to start over.” he sips his caf and follows her gaze down the street. “i made some… unwise decisions when i was young. could’ve sent me on a—
@THED3SERTSN4KE his eyebrows raise in surprise. “really?” she seems smart, that’s no surprise. but he wonders how she ended up changing her plans so dramatically.
“where are you from?”
@THED3SERTSN4KE —definitely believe that. he wonders where she’s from. but some people’s pasts are private, and he doesn’t want to offend her.
he settles for what he hopes is a neutral question. “did you always want to be a dancer?”
@THED3SERTSN4KE he sees something change in her expression as she mentions the lot, but decides not to push it.
hm, where to start? he’s curious about her, admittedly. she’d said she hadn’t worked here long, but that she’s danced for a long time — from the way she holds herself, he can—