[He follows her lead, brushing past her in the doorway to make his way into the common room, where he stands awkwardly at attention like a student in the principal's office. He's still uncertain with her-- some sort of synapse in his brain hasn't quite accepted the fact that she remembers him, and he's still so worried about screwing things up.
Wade clears his throat, anxious to say something-- anything.]
no subject
[He follows her lead, brushing past her in the doorway to make his way into the common room, where he stands awkwardly at attention like a student in the principal's office. He's still uncertain with her-- some sort of synapse in his brain hasn't quite accepted the fact that she remembers him, and he's still so worried about screwing things up.
Wade clears his throat, anxious to say something-- anything.]
So, uh.
[A valiant effort, though not exactly eloquent.]