[Said with a glint of self-deprecation. He turns the 'fresher light out. As always preserving every shred of energy. As he passes them, he closes a misaligned storage panel and kicks his abandoned boots under the bed. (Normally they're preset beside it so he can step right into them.
Normally, also, he has a blaster grabbably on the endtable. It's not there now. Looking at the restlessness and tremor of his hands, probably a good precaution.)
He pulls the chair away from the data monitor and moves it instead nearer the bed, indicating both chair and bed to her: her choice of seat.]
no subject
[Said with a glint of self-deprecation. He turns the 'fresher light out. As always preserving every shred of energy. As he passes them, he closes a misaligned storage panel and kicks his abandoned boots under the bed. (Normally they're preset beside it so he can step right into them.
Normally, also, he has a blaster grabbably on the endtable. It's not there now. Looking at the restlessness and tremor of his hands, probably a good precaution.)
He pulls the chair away from the data monitor and moves it instead nearer the bed, indicating both chair and bed to her: her choice of seat.]
no subject