The door slid closed when Murphy stepped through. He stood there awkwardly for a moment, because here he was... and she was, and Cibo wasn't sitting down.
Yeah. Awkward. What else was new with Murphy.
He just shook his head at first.
"This... 'boyfriend' you were talkin' about. That's the guy I met, isn't it? Er, Scout...?"
He could tell by the way she acted that it was serious. Or, rather, it definitely meant something to Cibo. Not that he wasn't happy for her, because hey. This was improvement from the time he found her crying in the showers.
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Yeah. Awkward. What else was new with Murphy.
He just shook his head at first.
"This... 'boyfriend' you were talkin' about. That's the guy I met, isn't it? Er, Scout...?"
He could tell by the way she acted that it was serious. Or, rather, it definitely meant something to Cibo. Not that he wasn't happy for her, because hey. This was improvement from the time he found her crying in the showers.