[Keith is something of a perfectionist, and while its incredibly like him to pull back from a friendship before it can actually bloom -- which is objectively the worst thing I've ever written, not like that. Maybe he should've listened more, maybe it just seemed like Giovanni to turn traitorous. While he may not have been as...intense as Crowley had been regarding his capture, he's still felt shitty. He had killed the guy, sure, but it...
All wasn't really his fault. That much had been broadcast, confirmed by officials, even, superfluous as that was. He's staring at Giovanni like a deer in headlights. Apologize, say hi, say something.
Giovanni handles the whole thing. He looks from Giovanni's head, to his hands, to the ground -- lest he caused him to drop something, then back to his face. It's difficult to gauge his expression with those giant insecty glasses veiling his eyes.]
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All wasn't really his fault. That much had been broadcast, confirmed by officials, even, superfluous as that was. He's staring at Giovanni like a deer in headlights. Apologize, say hi, say something.
Giovanni handles the whole thing. He looks from Giovanni's head, to his hands, to the ground -- lest he caused him to drop something, then back to his face. It's difficult to gauge his expression with those giant insecty glasses veiling his eyes.]
I wasn't expecting you.
[Here, there, in general.]