Yeah... I know. It's what we're... or at least, I'm working on. [The training was a part of that, and picking up weekends at the Grind, to socialize more with people. Confidence was what he needed, and not a confidence borne of alcohol that would loosen his tongue more than he'd like. If he could get his powers under control, he thinks it'll help a great deal towards that goal.]
It's not always easy to say what's on your mind. My mind. [He clarifies, absent-mindedly. Sometimes a filter between brain and mouth was a good thing; but what she says gives him pause. How would people know, if he didn't say anything?
He walks for a few moments more without saying anything, then:] You wear your heart on your sleeve, Iona. Have you always been like that?
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It's not always easy to say what's on your mind. My mind. [He clarifies, absent-mindedly. Sometimes a filter between brain and mouth was a good thing; but what she says gives him pause. How would people know, if he didn't say anything?
He walks for a few moments more without saying anything, then:] You wear your heart on your sleeve, Iona. Have you always been like that?