[It is fortunate that Taryon has found someone who doesn't mind a talkative person hitting on him. Although their discussions do not address work (and Taryon knows not to say anything that would imply he works with LILITH), there are always TV shows and video games. The topic draws the intern out of his shell, and over the course of the conversation, he relaxes as he forgets ever seeing that creepy old man across the bar.
The good mood is soured when Silco returns, face stern, then twisted with a fascimile of a smile. A few interns shift away in their seats and turn away, pretending to be engaged with a nearby friend
Taryon grins and accepts the lighter without changing his expression.] Thank you. [He sets the lighter on the table with his hand covering it, then looks at the intern he was just flirting with. Taryon can't think of a way to politely tell Silco he's good and that he can leave them alone, but sitting in silence gets a few looks of sympathy around the table. They accept this handsome stranger in this "no old men" club.]
Sorry, I was a bit distracted and forgot it. [He says to Silco and shrugs sheepishly.]
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The good mood is soured when Silco returns, face stern, then twisted with a fascimile of a smile. A few interns shift away in their seats and turn away, pretending to be engaged with a nearby friend
Taryon grins and accepts the lighter without changing his expression.] Thank you. [He sets the lighter on the table with his hand covering it, then looks at the intern he was just flirting with. Taryon can't think of a way to politely tell Silco he's good and that he can leave them alone, but sitting in silence gets a few looks of sympathy around the table. They accept this handsome stranger in this "no old men" club.]
Sorry, I was a bit distracted and forgot it. [He says to Silco and shrugs sheepishly.]