[He was significant. Maybe... not even Bull realized how much. He'd never, ever expected to feel anything like this. He'd been all right with that. Now? Now he's not sure. Was it a good thing while it lasted? Or... what.]
[More silence, while he rubs his hand down his face. Where there's more stubble there than usual. The floor is remarkably interesting for someone who's used to looking everyone in the eye.]
This... something that happened here?
[And now an attempt to turn the conversation away from himself.]
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[More silence, while he rubs his hand down his face. Where there's more stubble there than usual. The floor is remarkably interesting for someone who's used to looking everyone in the eye.]
This... something that happened here?
[And now an attempt to turn the conversation away from himself.]