Go on. I'm pretty sure I can handle a coffeemaker.
[ He wanders off, then, making his way to the kitchen. All this time bumming in Claire's apartment means he knows his way around, fishing out the mugs and the sugar and cream, filling the coffeemaker with water – one of those machines that take the pre-packaged pods. He makes his own mug first, sets it aside to cool, and fills up the machine for the second.
As the second mug fills, Owen takes a thoughtful sip from his coffee, staring into the middle distance. He doesn't actually intend to talk through whatever problems Claire imagines he has – not because he doesn't have them, but because he prefers to work them out on his own.
Hypocritical, he knows, considering he's asked Claire to talk things through, but "talking things through" has always been Claires mode of operation more than his own. ]
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Go on. I'm pretty sure I can handle a coffeemaker.
[ He wanders off, then, making his way to the kitchen. All this time bumming in Claire's apartment means he knows his way around, fishing out the mugs and the sugar and cream, filling the coffeemaker with water – one of those machines that take the pre-packaged pods. He makes his own mug first, sets it aside to cool, and fills up the machine for the second.
As the second mug fills, Owen takes a thoughtful sip from his coffee, staring into the middle distance. He doesn't actually intend to talk through whatever problems Claire imagines he has – not because he doesn't have them, but because he prefers to work them out on his own.
Hypocritical, he knows, considering he's asked Claire to talk things through, but "talking things through" has always been Claires mode of operation more than his own. ]