[It is totally faulty lighting nothing to see there or think about it, nope...
It's a bit relieving to hear that it's only a simple scratch. He had worried it might have been something worse or... Some kind of leftover or scar from when he—you know. Not that Alvin knows if such things happen. Are all injuries heal? Is there anything left as a scar? Questions that surface but none he would ever actually ask.
But when Red mentions that he "got hurt pretty bad," there's a small flicker in his eyes, his lips thinning into a slightly firmer line. There's a moment where it looks like Alvin is about to say something, but instead there's a small shake, as if to clear his thought or to in answer to Red's question.]
There's plenty. We still have a lot of inventory to refill and things moved out and reorganized. I don't want to put too much stress on you if you've had to take this long to recover, so I can give you some of the smaller tasks if you're up to it.
You can start by bringing this crate out to the bar on the floor.
[In the end, Alvin decided not to bring it up. At least not right now. Not exactly the best conversation and who knows. Maybe Red doesn't want him to know or talk about it, anyway.
...However. There is one thing of potential concern, so as Alvin shifts a crate to push toward Red, he casually asks—]
Have you met with the others? Milla, Ludger? [A small glance.] I'm sure they might have something that needs help with, too.
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It's a bit relieving to hear that it's only a simple scratch. He had worried it might have been something worse or... Some kind of leftover or scar from when he—you know. Not that Alvin knows if such things happen. Are all injuries heal? Is there anything left as a scar? Questions that surface but none he would ever actually ask.
But when Red mentions that he "got hurt pretty bad," there's a small flicker in his eyes, his lips thinning into a slightly firmer line. There's a moment where it looks like Alvin is about to say something, but instead there's a small shake, as if to clear his thought or to in answer to Red's question.]
There's plenty. We still have a lot of inventory to refill and things moved out and reorganized. I don't want to put too much stress on you if you've had to take this long to recover, so I can give you some of the smaller tasks if you're up to it.
You can start by bringing this crate out to the bar on the floor.
[In the end, Alvin decided not to bring it up. At least not right now. Not exactly the best conversation and who knows. Maybe Red doesn't want him to know or talk about it, anyway.
...However. There is one thing of potential concern, so as Alvin shifts a crate to push toward Red, he casually asks—]
Have you met with the others? Milla, Ludger? [A small glance.] I'm sure they might have something that needs help with, too.