sixwordstories | (no subject)

No, of course not. Please, join me?

Thanks. Sorry. [ Arthur shuffles forward a few steps, squeezing in between both people and bags to get to his seat. ] I didn't mean to— [ He makes a vague gesture, clearing his throat lightly. ] Intrude.

It's no intrusion--it's sharing part of the journey with me. And I fully appreciate it. [She moves a hint to the side so he can settle in comfortably.]

[ And he does. He busies himself for a moment, setting his bag by his feet and loosening his tie — settling in for the long haul, as it were.

It takes him a moment before he speaks again. ]

I'm Arthur, by the way. In case I start, snoring in my sleep, or something. You have full permission to wake me.

It's a pleasure to meet you, Arthur. I'm [here, a hint of hesitation as she comes up with a fake name] Gina.

"What?" Looking just a little like a deer in the headlights for a moment before she relaxed, "Oh, no, help yourself."

He stilled where he was, hand curled around the strap of his bag, a small frown on his face. "Sorry. I could go further down, if you're— waiting, or something."

She smiled, "I'm not, and you aren't going to find anything down there, already checked." She cocked her head towards the empty seat, "Might as well take this one before somebody else snaps it up."

The smile on his face was brief, but there all the same. His bag he set at his feet, shifting slightly in his seat to face her head-on so he could gesture lightly to himself. "I'm Arthur, by the way."

"Lucy." She replied with a nod before she offered a hand, "Where are you headed, Arthur?"