[ Obviously, he'd like to hear more. But Adra is perceptive, and he knows when to quit. He doesn't always heed his own instincts in that regard, but there was nothing positive to be gained from pushing Setsuna any further. Not right now.
Adra listens closely, and he listens carefully. Whenever he's around another person, he fixes his attention on them; he watches for every little detail he can glean, from tone to posture to word choice. Setsuna keeps to his oath because he doesn't want to change ... Adra can't surmise the exact reasons for wanting such a thing, but he can deduce well enough that it must mean Setsunsa's world was a difficult and dangerous place. It had to be, if maintaining such distance from other people was so necessary. It had to be brutal.
A sad look passes over Adra's face to think of it, but he doesn't pursue any more questions. Not about anything personal, anyway. Instead, he has a much gentler and safer question to ask. ]
Well, tell me one more thing, Setsuna. How did you like all that food?
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Adra listens closely, and he listens carefully. Whenever he's around another person, he fixes his attention on them; he watches for every little detail he can glean, from tone to posture to word choice. Setsuna keeps to his oath because he doesn't want to change ... Adra can't surmise the exact reasons for wanting such a thing, but he can deduce well enough that it must mean Setsunsa's world was a difficult and dangerous place. It had to be, if maintaining such distance from other people was so necessary. It had to be brutal.
A sad look passes over Adra's face to think of it, but he doesn't pursue any more questions. Not about anything personal, anyway. Instead, he has a much gentler and safer question to ask. ]
Well, tell me one more thing, Setsuna. How did you like all that food?