[Appetizing, huh? Chilton gets the barest of smiles, amused rather than rueful, but he's not about to comment on that statement being anything else. Same with the "appropriate" comment. Will knows he tends to shift between looking fine and looking like hell, he doesn't read this as Chilton holding back on something more, something borderline rude. You are looking well for once, who knew? There is enough of a struggle going on here, has to be, Will doesn't need to add onto it.]
Don't mind at all. [Fingers lace together over his stomach as he slumps in the seat, propping one foot up on the floorboard and letting his other leg hang loose, resting against the middle. If he looks comfortable perhaps he'll feel it, too, and if he puts off the image that this is really no big deal, just the two of them hanging out, perhaps Chilton can feed off of that. No power play going on if they're both at ease and treat it like a normal, necessary adventure.] It's outside town on the north side...near the gas station with the big waving trucker mascot, drive for that.
[Will will give further directions if it's necessary, gentle nudges to take a left or a right or whatever else. But Chilton can see the bigger picture about a lot, Will knows, so starting broad it is. Chilton might take different streets than Will would, but as long as they reach their end goal, that's really all that matters.]
We were glad you stopped in at Abigail's birthday party, by the way. Never got around to sending out thank you cards... [Because the Crane nation attacked. Because Chilton left town with Raina. Because far ruder things happened than not sending out polite cards, damn it.] ...I gave her a necklace last Christmas myself.
[Except Will's gift hadn't been the same sort of dick move, of course it hadn't. But even so, Will doesn't growl this, doesn't tense, doesn't give off the air he's bringing it up to scold Chilton's pointed gift. It's just conversation, not threats, not displeasure. He sounds so far from displeased one might assume he found Chilton's present delightful instead of the opposite.]
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Don't mind at all. [Fingers lace together over his stomach as he slumps in the seat, propping one foot up on the floorboard and letting his other leg hang loose, resting against the middle. If he looks comfortable perhaps he'll feel it, too, and if he puts off the image that this is really no big deal, just the two of them hanging out, perhaps Chilton can feed off of that. No power play going on if they're both at ease and treat it like a normal, necessary adventure.] It's outside town on the north side...near the gas station with the big waving trucker mascot, drive for that.
[Will will give further directions if it's necessary, gentle nudges to take a left or a right or whatever else. But Chilton can see the bigger picture about a lot, Will knows, so starting broad it is. Chilton might take different streets than Will would, but as long as they reach their end goal, that's really all that matters.]
We were glad you stopped in at Abigail's birthday party, by the way. Never got around to sending out thank you cards... [Because the Crane nation attacked. Because Chilton left town with Raina. Because far ruder things happened than not sending out polite cards, damn it.] ...I gave her a necklace last Christmas myself.
[Except Will's gift hadn't been the same sort of dick move, of course it hadn't. But even so, Will doesn't growl this, doesn't tense, doesn't give off the air he's bringing it up to scold Chilton's pointed gift. It's just conversation, not threats, not displeasure. He sounds so far from displeased one might assume he found Chilton's present delightful instead of the opposite.]