Yeah, they maybe should have thought about the effects of this much whiskey in this amount of time, or thought about having something to eat. Oh well. What is a visit to the infinite space between everywhere for if not binge drinking?

Her cheeks flush when he leans in ever so faintly. The curse of pale skin. There's no hiding it when he's watching her like that, but she hasn't had the sense he's the sort to judge her for these things. He's probably used to making women flustered. She has a feeling he's used to a lot of things she doesn't understand.

"Broken things can be fixed." The blushing's only going to get worse after the compliment. Maybe talking will help, or distract him. "Sometimes they're even more beautiful after. Like kintsugi." Is she rambling? She thinks she's rambling. "I don't know if I'm good. I hope so. But I've got things to make up for."