He lowers his arms slightly, peering at her over the top of his hands.]
Yes-- [Aaaand crack, okay god that was embarrassing. Clearing his throat now to try and get rid of that - his voice was supposed to be lowering gradually, not screeching back up like that...] --yes, ma'am. I'm sorry, I... I don't think I've met you...
[May 29th - Tear]
He lowers his arms slightly, peering at her over the top of his hands.]
Yes-- [Aaaand crack, okay god that was embarrassing. Clearing his throat now to try and get rid of that - his voice was supposed to be lowering gradually, not screeching back up like that...] --yes, ma'am. I'm sorry, I... I don't think I've met you...