Re: [Boating: Hugh and Atticus]
"Nice part about being an actor is they give them to you," Hugh gave a flash of a grin. "When the miscommunication is supposed to happen it's scripted." He was joking, mostly, it was easier than thinking of all of the times he'd communicated something poorly, or completely failed to understand what someone else had said.
"A friend gave me season one recently," Hugh smiled. "I've been watching it. Feels like a thing Mulder & Scully would show up to investigate. They might want to come see you," he added, light, having shifted sincerely into teasing. "You seem to know a thing or two about ghosts, but I suppose it'd make sense. If they didn't mind being dead, they wouldn't be doing their ghost thing would they?"
Hugh shifted, letting Atticus take over willingly. He'd managed okay he thought, but that was where there was mostly water and wind. This was a dock, and he didn't want to cause any damage to the guy's boat at all. He watched though, eyes keen on the movements that Atticus was making even if he wasn't exactly certain of the 'what' behind each one. He grinned again at the question. "Maybe," he admitted. "I think I need to take a few more lessons before I risk taking one out on my own, but I liked it." It had definitely been a pleasant way to spend the morning. It had been nice to talk in an environment that didn't feel particularly stressful or full of some particular need to say the right thing, or, perhaps just as stressful, to avoid saying the wrong one. He reached for his coffee mug again. "She's a good boat."