[It breaks his heart to watch her expression fall as it does, but it tells him all he needs to know. The answer is a pall over their reunion, one he wishes desperately wasn't the impetus behind his arrival, but fate never promised kindness in her machinations. Would he be here otherwise? It's difficult to say.
He does feel as if he owes her some sort of apology for cutting so sharply to the literal and proverbial gorilla in the room, however. After all, if all he wanted to do was discuss the recall, he could have written, or called. Instead, he left behind the place he had learned to call home to seek her out in person. And all he could do within the first few moments of laying eyes on her again was to scratch at old wounds.]
I would not say no to a drink. [This time, it's his turn to hold his hand out, although clearly not to be shook.] But only if you'll join me.
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He does feel as if he owes her some sort of apology for cutting so sharply to the literal and proverbial gorilla in the room, however. After all, if all he wanted to do was discuss the recall, he could have written, or called. Instead, he left behind the place he had learned to call home to seek her out in person. And all he could do within the first few moments of laying eyes on her again was to scratch at old wounds.]
I would not say no to a drink. [This time, it's his turn to hold his hand out, although clearly not to be shook.] But only if you'll join me.