[ He fully expects the explanation to begin and end with "it's complicated," but no, he gets a bit more. It's not a lot, certainly light on the details, but it is something. His being a near-perfect stranger probably helps, he hasn't the benefit of familiarity to help him cast judgement. ]
My, my. There is nothing quite like the toils of family.
[ Lightly, though the conversation is swiftly derailed when Thomas breezes in with two new wine glasses of something — it isn't wine, unless this is particular wine happens to be neon green by default. He sets the glasses down and happily chirps, If you were a vegetable, what vegetable would you be? ]
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My, my. There is nothing quite like the toils of family.
[ Lightly, though the conversation is swiftly derailed when Thomas breezes in with two new wine glasses of something — it isn't wine, unless this is particular wine happens to be neon green by default. He sets the glasses down and happily chirps, If you were a vegetable, what vegetable would you be? ]
... Seven hells, I think this thing is broken.