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Andy Gallagher is not the droid you're looking for (brain_ninja) wrote in vas_captio_rpg,

Nodding, Andy looked up at the ceiling, letting his head drop back a little and allowing his mind to wander to anything except what he'd just come from. "Bet you look better in yours than I look in mine, though," he joked absently with only the briefest of smiles without looking back at her. When he felt her hands on his thigh, he shifted out of reflex. It wasn't that he was shifting away from or toward her touch...it was just that she'd been the only one to touch him anywhere near that close to his junk in over a year. She was just doing her job, but that didn't mean he was entirely comfortable with it; it didn't have anything to do with her, but still. Uncomfortable.

"Thanks, much obliged, babe," he replied and then closed his eyes. "Fuck, sorry; reflexive. I'm trying to cut down on that...some chick on the journals sorta told me off for it. I mean no harm," he added sheepishly. It was just how Andy rolled, using pet names for women. He never meant harm by 'peaches' or 'babe.' It was when he switched to 'gorgeous,' 'pretty girl,' 'baby,' or 'mama,' that he meant business, but Lexie probably would neither know nor care. "Anyway, yeah, thanks for the soap; I'm sure anyone who bothers to grace me with their presence will thank you, too," he added.

"And hit me with your best shot. I'll live," he finished in reference to her question of whether he was ready for her to take out the stitches. He'd had a feeling it wasn't going to feel great coming out since he'd cut the shit out of his gums on many an occassion back in the real world while flossing. Somehow, he didn't think it'd feel a whole lot different just because it was his leg.