[ Subject change averted, apparently -- at least Nelson wasn't drinking any coffee at the moment or he might have choked on it. He keeps his gaze averted, brows wrinkled, trying not to do that thing where he reads judgement (of him, obviously the worst kind) in every word spoken or unspoken.
At least he's not the kind of person to say "Oh shit." ]
No-- y-- well-- [ Flustered again, he stage-whispers: ] I said I knew what I was talking about, that's how I... yes.
no subject
[ Subject change averted, apparently -- at least Nelson wasn't drinking any coffee at the moment or he might have choked on it. He keeps his gaze averted, brows wrinkled, trying not to do that thing where he reads judgement (of him, obviously the worst kind) in every word spoken or unspoken.
At least he's not the kind of person to say "Oh shit." ]
No-- y-- well-- [ Flustered again, he stage-whispers: ] I said I knew what I was talking about, that's how I... yes.
[ Yes to everything. ]
Something like that.