[Davesprite hadn't changed much, in comparison to everyone else. He had grown up a little, though hadn't quite lost his martyr complex. It was considerably more in check, managed by throwing himself into menial tasks to help others rather than letting himself sit and fester until a time when someone actually needed him. Busy work, some would call it.
Now that they were on their own, Davesprite leans back and nearly finishes the drink in one long gulp. He never got any better at socializing over the years. In fact, its possible he had gotten worse.
At first, it seems like he's only going to nod to her observation. Then after another moment, he speaks.]
No other place for me to be.
[The small smirk that followed it denotes that he actually believed what he was saying, rather than admitting to a simple, resigned belief. He tilts his head in his peculiar avian way, obviously curious.]
no subject
Now that they were on their own, Davesprite leans back and nearly finishes the drink in one long gulp. He never got any better at socializing over the years. In fact, its possible he had gotten worse.
At first, it seems like he's only going to nod to her observation. Then after another moment, he speaks.]
No other place for me to be.
[The small smirk that followed it denotes that he actually believed what he was saying, rather than admitting to a simple, resigned belief. He tilts his head in his peculiar avian way, obviously curious.]
Why come back?