[ He doesn't expect anything. It's kind of a thing, for him, not to. But she might want some of it, if not all of it. He can always polish off the rest.
He raises an eyebrow in answer, though, sitting down and putting his elbows on the table as he looks at Naomi, only some sympathy in his features. He hopes Prax isn't in the same state, although he doubts it, the doc hadn't looked that drunk. Just completely thrown, and sad. ]
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He raises an eyebrow in answer, though, sitting down and putting his elbows on the table as he looks at Naomi, only some sympathy in his features. He hopes Prax isn't in the same state, although he doubts it, the doc hadn't looked that drunk. Just completely thrown, and sad. ]
Think it's the mystery of it that got you?
[ Growing serious, he continues: ]
What prompted the session, though?