[ There's... a piece of glass in his hair. Ren plucks it out and stares at it, wondering when that happened. Must have been when one of the fellows in the bar tried to break a bottle on his face (the Force keeping it from actually shattering on its target). Ah, well. That fellow's on the floor now, unconscious, with the rest of his companions, while Ren and Val have been unceremoniously booted from the bar under threat of police involvement.
With a snort, he flicks the glass away and looks at Val. At least the alcohol in his system has him relaxed enough that he's not as awkward as usual around her. Plus, he's wired from the bar fight, wide awake and in high spirits. ]
You have some blood on you. I think-- oh... Yeeeaaah. [ He peers at her, then snickers. ] That's not yours.
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With a snort, he flicks the glass away and looks at Val. At least the alcohol in his system has him relaxed enough that he's not as awkward as usual around her. Plus, he's wired from the bar fight, wide awake and in high spirits. ]
You have some blood on you. I think-- oh... Yeeeaaah. [ He peers at her, then snickers. ] That's not yours.