[That's a good start! Clayton's smile flashes into something more genuine for a few, happy moments, pleased at this little victory in an otherwise shitshow of a week, before his eyes open and focus again on Aleksander's.]
[There's...nothing there. Those are the dead eyes of a man that's broken and just going through the motions. Apparently, Clayton's week wasn't the worst one by a long shot. His brow crinkles with sympathy.]
Well I'm pleased I got to meet ya, Aleksander, and that we got the chance to do this together.
[Clayton ushers him on with a casual wave of the hand and starts down the road. This is likely to be a long walk, so maybe some small talk will make it go by a bit faster and help keep Aleksander's mind somewhere else?]
So what inspired this? Someone say somethin' that made you think we'd couldn't leave?
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[There's...nothing there. Those are the dead eyes of a man that's broken and just going through the motions. Apparently, Clayton's week wasn't the worst one by a long shot. His brow crinkles with sympathy.]
Well I'm pleased I got to meet ya, Aleksander, and that we got the chance to do this together.
[Clayton ushers him on with a casual wave of the hand and starts down the road. This is likely to be a long walk, so maybe some small talk will make it go by a bit faster and help keep Aleksander's mind somewhere else?]
So what inspired this? Someone say somethin' that made you think we'd couldn't leave?