"Like, sure?" he says "And I'd like, say thou need'st not bother with the you-ing, but to break long-standing habits, such things seem beyond most passengers." He cocks his head, still smiling — and it seems he's not actually mad about it, just rueful. "But like, do sit down! The seats here are uncomfortable, but the drinks are better than in the smoking lounge, nu?"
He shifts in his seat, self-consciously; an overt gesture of welcoming via body language, as done by one who has to pay minute attention to emoting.
"I'm called Lyubov, or Lev, as thou prefer'st," he says. "And thou art? I only dispense with names for a certain kind of bar meeting, and thou'rt not in the category ... I think."
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Lev looks up at Erin and smiles.
"Like, sure?" he says "And I'd like, say thou need'st not bother with the you-ing, but to break long-standing habits, such things seem beyond most passengers." He cocks his head, still smiling — and it seems he's not actually mad about it, just rueful. "But like, do sit down! The seats here are uncomfortable, but the drinks are better than in the smoking lounge, nu?"
He shifts in his seat, self-consciously; an overt gesture of welcoming via body language, as done by one who has to pay minute attention to emoting.
"I'm called Lyubov, or Lev, as thou prefer'st," he says. "And thou art? I only dispense with names for a certain kind of bar meeting, and thou'rt not in the category ... I think."