Re: Kit & Tory: Area 52
Well, it was true he had been something of a child misanthrope, had only loosened slightly in his teens, and basically the end result was that he'd not cultivated any truly lasting friendships or relationships in the first quarter-century of his life. There was a thing, not an ego thing, though, that set the truly gifted apart from their peers, and Tory had that. "I probably come off as a bit immature," he agreed, but then gestured around. "But look at all the responsibility, right?" And followed that up with a laugh.
"Well, I thought about the tea," Tory admitted. "But then here you are, about to drink coffee, so I thought better of it." The smell was starting to fill the small space, aromatic and a little bitter. Even bad coffee usually smelled good when it was brewing. "I think I've confessed to my over-active imagination a number of times already," he pointed out. "So, you really can't be that surprised." He gave Kit's outfit a brief once-over with his eyes. "I think I imagined tweed."