He was avoiding. Ella could immediately tell that. However, she was willing to go along with that. Not everyone was as open with their stories as she was. She tended to run off at the mouth a bit.
Azi was right about one thing, the railing was killing her ass. "Yeah, I think I'll get down...my ass is already numb," she laughed. She jumped down and immediately missed the weight of his hand against her back. There was a post across from the railing, so she rested her back against it and slid down and sat Indian-style.
"You don't have to tell me your story," she said. She looked at him from under her eyelashes, blushing a bit. "I didn't mean to make you uncomfortable or anything. We can talk about," she waved her hands about, "...anything really."