[That's what confuses him most, honestly; that she doesn't seem to immediately want anything from him. He used to be able to do this, once upon a time. Now he just feels even more adrift, and it takes effort to make the sounds she's making form into words that he understands.
Instinctively he pats down his pockets, finds the negligible weight of his communicator in his pocket where it's been all night, and frowns.]
Wasn't looking.
...wasn't expecting that. [This slips out without him really meaning to, and makes him frown more, eyebrows pulling together before he decides fuck it. It's out there. It was already obvious. He leaves it lie and squints at her in the halflight of the deck.]
[ Spam ]
Instinctively he pats down his pockets, finds the negligible weight of his communicator in his pocket where it's been all night, and frowns.]
Wasn't looking.
...wasn't expecting that. [This slips out without him really meaning to, and makes him frown more, eyebrows pulling together before he decides fuck it. It's out there. It was already obvious. He leaves it lie and squints at her in the halflight of the deck.]