David Rose is very uninterested in that opinion. (eatglass) wrote in valloic,
“Mmm, yeah, I’ve been told.” David responded with a bit of a wince as he took a sip from the newly filled glass and then set it back down, just as she’d hoped. He had been adamant that he required at least two drinks, and he’d had them largely to prove a point, but he wasn’t really keen on getting sloppy either. At least now that he was out of that alleyway. “And for the record, if you saw me freaking out at the idea of you running it, it actually wasn’t personal.”
He was positive that when he saw the store, some changes would need to be made. There was literally no point in trying to deny that, even if he was feeling a little more openly affectionate toward his sister than he usually was. He didn’t think that she would have entirely erased his presence in Rose Apothecary, but she also had very different things that she found important, and he was sure they had edged their way in there.
He also wasn’t entirely sure he was ready to even see the space yet. He was in the midst of trying to figure out how best to word how he was feeling about that when she booped his nose and he pulled back with a grimace. “God, I’m sitting here trying to figure out how to say like, you know Alexis, seeing the store in the middle of a foreign universe with god knows who working there instead of the literal employee roster of just me and Patrick sounds weird and a more than a little mindblowing and maybe I need a few days to mentally prepare and you go and break my train of thought.”
She had, actually, just managed to bring all of his thoughts straight to the surface without a load of hemming and hawing and awkward excuse making. Totally not helping though.