[The easiest thing would be to say yes, and let Katherine have her way like always. But if he does agree, isn't letting Katherine decorate his apartment practically one step away from moving in together, marriage, a family, all the things he's been dreading even thinking about. Who knew finally getting to follow his dream of going out into space would also mean his stress following him the fuck out here.
At least money isn't such a big deal.
He lets out a nervous laugh, and, because he can't think of a convenient excuse to get out of it, he nods.]
Y-yeah, all right. Could be, uh, interesting to see what moonlacing feels like compared to back home...
[He did say he'd show her where it was, so it's two birds with one stone, right? He gets to his feet, still unsteady but at least sobered a little by not having another drink.]
Ugh, shit... I'll look up the address and call us a cab.
[Or whatever the rainbow space equivalent is of cabs here. He has no idea how to navigate a still-unfamiliar city drunk, and might wind up leading her in the totally wrong direction. To avoid that particular embarrassment before it happens, he pulls up his communicator and inputs the request.]
[Katherine offers an arm to steady him, watching as he inputs the request on his communicator. She regards him carefully--even though he's not drunk to the point of being unable to walk, she can't help but be a little concerned nonetheless.]
Are you alright? If this is a bad time, I could wait until you're feeling a little more steady on your feet?
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[The easiest thing would be to say yes, and let Katherine have her way like always. But if he does agree, isn't letting Katherine decorate his apartment practically one step away from moving in together, marriage, a family, all the things he's been dreading even thinking about. Who knew finally getting to follow his dream of going out into space would also mean his stress following him the fuck out here.
At least money isn't such a big deal.
He lets out a nervous laugh, and, because he can't think of a convenient excuse to get out of it, he nods.]
Y-yeah, all right. Could be, uh, interesting to see what moonlacing feels like compared to back home...
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If we're going to be doing this, I think it'd be better if we moved somewhere else, don't you?
[You know, rather than being here in this random bar we found you in.]
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[He did say he'd show her where it was, so it's two birds with one stone, right? He gets to his feet, still unsteady but at least sobered a little by not having another drink.]
Ugh, shit... I'll look up the address and call us a cab.
[Or whatever the rainbow space equivalent is of cabs here. He has no idea how to navigate a still-unfamiliar city drunk, and might wind up leading her in the totally wrong direction. To avoid that particular embarrassment before it happens, he pulls up his communicator and inputs the request.]
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Are you alright? If this is a bad time, I could wait until you're feeling a little more steady on your feet?