Llewellyn kind of looked at the offered arm with a slight look of confusion, before realizing that it was a handshake. Right. He gave Cassian’s hand a light shake, definitely a handshake most would judge considering it’s not firm nor confident like most would say is proper. He’d blame it on the plane crash if asked, honestly. “Nice to meet you, Cassian.”
He paused, thinking on the matter of spelling their names with what might have been another small grin, “Mm... We could, but I’m not sure that I could remember uh— how many L’s my own name has at the moment.” He gestured at his head. It might have been an attempt at a joke, or he was just being honest about post-plane-crash brain fog.
Lucky for Cassian? Llewellyn doesn’t generally notice things that could be a come-on unless they’re pretty obvious. As it was, taking the sweater off to get it to dry faster was logical. It made sense. But... Nope. “You’re probably right?” He frowned a little at it, before shrugging. As uncomfortable as a wet sweater was, he’d feel more uncomfortable without it. “It’s fine, it’s like... not that bad, anyway.” Compared to everything else, right?
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He paused, thinking on the matter of spelling their names with what might have been another small grin, “Mm... We could, but I’m not sure that I could remember uh— how many L’s my own name has at the moment.” He gestured at his head. It might have been an attempt at a joke, or he was just being honest about post-plane-crash brain fog.
Lucky for Cassian? Llewellyn doesn’t generally notice things that could be a come-on unless they’re pretty obvious. As it was, taking the sweater off to get it to dry faster was logical. It made sense. But... Nope. “You’re probably right?” He frowned a little at it, before shrugging. As uncomfortable as a wet sweater was, he’d feel more uncomfortable without it. “It’s fine, it’s like... not that bad, anyway.” Compared to everything else, right?