[ Well. That's enough for Gus to fall into his equivalent of contemplative silence, one that's punctuated by a few instances where he opens his mouth...and then shuts it, as if he has to find the right moment to actually speak up.
When he finally does, he reaches across the counter to grab one of Iona's hands, holds it between his palms and shakes it up and down in mild urgency. ]
1/3!?
When he finally does, he reaches across the counter to grab one of Iona's hands, holds it between his palms and shakes it up and down in mild urgency. ]
Iona!