Sniper, too, waited for his companion to eat before digging in; when it became apparent he was the one being waited on, he rubbed the back of his neck.
"Right. Thanks, mate."
He opened himself a beer, trying to give himself another moment to think of what they could talk about. He wasn't much of a conversationalist, and while he had things on his mind, he wasn't sure they were subjects he wanted to discuss with a teammate.
"So, ah..." He glanced back to Pyro, that friendly smile off-putting in its own way. "Sorry. Don't get guests often."
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Date: 2015-09-01 10:28 pm (UTC)"Right. Thanks, mate."
He opened himself a beer, trying to give himself another moment to think of what they could talk about. He wasn't much of a conversationalist, and while he had things on his mind, he wasn't sure they were subjects he wanted to discuss with a teammate.
"So, ah..." He glanced back to Pyro, that friendly smile off-putting in its own way. "Sorry. Don't get guests often."