[True, at least they didn't stand out so much in a place like this. Not a soul in the bar looked even remotely okay. Small mercies, Husk supposes.
He takes the bottle, giving it a cautious sniff. He pulls his head back as the stench of it hits him. Yup. That's for sure a pain stripper kind of booze. Just what he needed. He takes a long swig of it, glad for the burn in his throat as it goes down. ]
S'what I needed, thanks.
[And here comes the apology. Husk's ears pin back as he takes another swig of his drink.]
I don't deserve shit. None of us were in our right minds in that fuckin' ship. You don't gotta apologise for something you didn't have any damn control over. It happened, and now it's done. Ain't no point kicking yourself about it.
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Date: 2024-10-27 06:25 pm (UTC)He takes the bottle, giving it a cautious sniff. He pulls his head back as the stench of it hits him. Yup. That's for sure a pain stripper kind of booze. Just what he needed. He takes a long swig of it, glad for the burn in his throat as it goes down. ]
S'what I needed, thanks.
[And here comes the apology. Husk's ears pin back as he takes another swig of his drink.]
I don't deserve shit. None of us were in our right minds in that fuckin' ship. You don't gotta apologise for something you didn't have any damn control over. It happened, and now it's done. Ain't no point kicking yourself about it.