Re: Savannah/Sean
Sean was just there, really. Watching everyone, but not his usual chatty self. He just didn't have the energy to put into feigning like everything was alright. Not that he was really drawing attention to how much things sucked, either. But, there was a big fucking hole in his world and he wasn't going to be 'okay' with it. He'd work through it and work his ass off. But, he wasn't going to be 'okay' for a long while.
So, he wasn't surprised when Savannah asked for help, carrying the plates into the kitchen after her.
"Oh, I can be, huh? Does it count as being nice when it's not your own idea?" he teased, already reaching for the towel to throw over his shoulder until she had something ready to dry. "But, I suppose I can keep you company and talk for a bit. Since I'm being nice and drying and all."