Re: Sitting Area
Richard followed her gaze, glaring at the place where James had disappeared. The whole encounter felt unfinished, as if there was more to be said. It was uncomfortable, but he knew that to salvage any of the night he would have to let it go. For now. After all, he'd probably see James again. Something about him was immediately familiar, as if they had run in to each other recently before this event.
But now, he had to focus on Lucy. He hadn't meant to make her angry, and that, at least, was something he could try to fix. Before he answered her accusation he took a deep breath, almost sighing, and rubbed the side of his nose, collecting his thoughts. What did she want to hear?
"I... I have a hard time being nice to people who are mean to me. Or to my friends." He tried for a calm he didn't exactly feel, and shook his head. "I don't care how bad his night was, he didn't have any right to speak to you like that. But maybe I was out of line in how I responded. I'm sorry if it made you uncomfortable." That, at least, was honest. He wasn't sorry for anything he had done, but the way Lucy had reacted... that he was sorry for.