[ it's the thought that counts! or something like that. heine has no such sentiments, and just grunts noncommittally. he's not good at conversation, especially not when he can hear the tenseness in her voice. ]
...the weather's nice.
[ the sarcasm is so strong. heine glances at her sideways. ]
no subject
...the weather's nice.
[ the sarcasm is so strong. heine glances at her sideways. ]
You gonna make it?