[ Something in Elliot creases in confusion-interest at the use of the word "lady" — he's fine with seeing trans women as women, but isn't really used to non-binary stuff, still has a 21st-century-American view of that whole deal. But part of a mission to hang out with aliens means he's even more circumspect than his usual recalcitrant self, so he doesn't say anything.
Anyway, he's being asked a question, so it's easy to move on. And like, roll his eyes. ]
Last night.
[ When they were all woken up to tromp up the hill and greet the new arrivals. ]
You guys were kind of loud.
[ Even crankily half asleep he'd picked up on their frantic reunion, and he's always inclined to eavesdrop, though primarily his attention was on Juno because he's more attuned to Peter than just about anyone in the nest. He does try to make it sound like he didn't just have to hear them fucking through an apartment wall or something. ]
It was kind of a jumble, but I guess he missed you.
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Anyway, he's being asked a question, so it's easy to move on. And like, roll his eyes. ]
Last night.
[ When they were all woken up to tromp up the hill and greet the new arrivals. ]
You guys were kind of loud.
[ Even crankily half asleep he'd picked up on their frantic reunion, and he's always inclined to eavesdrop, though primarily his attention was on Juno because he's more attuned to Peter than just about anyone in the nest. He does try to make it sound like he didn't just have to hear them fucking through an apartment wall or something. ]
It was kind of a jumble, but I guess he missed you.