[Hair ruffled and a right mess at this point, Connor moves to stand, but is derailed by her words. Loose tongue, indeed.]
You-
[He might not be drunk any longer, his mind might be clearer than before, but that tips his world sideways for a moment, trying to think of what she means. What it means.]
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You-
[He might not be drunk any longer, his mind might be clearer than before, but that tips his world sideways for a moment, trying to think of what she means. What it means.]
Is that really how you feel?