[ The truth is he hasn't exactly gotten around to trying anything on yet, even though it takes her a little longer to show up. He's taken them out of the box they came in, studying them from a few different angles, but when the knock at the door comes he hastily jams them into the back pocket of his pants before moving across the living room to answer it.
He's always a little surprised by her height, but not necessarily in a bad way, head tilting slightly as he steps back a few paces to give her room to come in. ]
Fireball? [ He's trying to read the label between her fingers. ] Never had that before.
I hadn't either, before I came here. I like it. It's spicy.
[She offers it over and steps inside. Unfastening the coat, she shrugs it off her shoulders, revealing a fluffy purple sweater that hangs down a little past upper thighs. Whatever might be under it remains to be seen.]
Oh, uh, sure. It's technically not just my place, but it's not the first time I've lived up here.
[ They've never really had the conversation about inviting anyone else over, but he can't imagine Poe and Rey would have any real complaints about it; besides, it's not as if he's going to spend time with someone in the room they've all designated as theirs, or their bed for that matter, not when there are plenty of other rooms in this apartment to use.
He steps into the adjacent kitchen, but only for a second so he can grab two glasses, and then returns with both of them balanced in one hand. ]
You can put that anywhere. [ The coat, he means, offering her a slightly crooked smile as he takes a seat on the couch and sets both bottle and glasses on the low table in front of himself. ] Did you want a drink first, or...?
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He's always a little surprised by her height, but not necessarily in a bad way, head tilting slightly as he steps back a few paces to give her room to come in. ]
Fireball? [ He's trying to read the label between her fingers. ] Never had that before.
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[She offers it over and steps inside. Unfastening the coat, she shrugs it off her shoulders, revealing a fluffy purple sweater that hangs down a little past upper thighs. Whatever might be under it remains to be seen.]
Nice digs. Thanks for the invite.
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[ They've never really had the conversation about inviting anyone else over, but he can't imagine Poe and Rey would have any real complaints about it; besides, it's not as if he's going to spend time with someone in the room they've all designated as theirs, or their bed for that matter, not when there are plenty of other rooms in this apartment to use.
He steps into the adjacent kitchen, but only for a second so he can grab two glasses, and then returns with both of them balanced in one hand. ]
You can put that anywhere. [ The coat, he means, offering her a slightly crooked smile as he takes a seat on the couch and sets both bottle and glasses on the low table in front of himself. ] Did you want a drink first, or...?