I-204-Oliver: Captree Main Orbital, Concourse Café
“It sounds to me,” his mum hesitates, then reaches across the table to him, “that you’re playing dangerous games son. I hope you’re being careful.”
If he’s uncomfortable, or doesn’t wish to respond, she will fill the gap.
Is she reaching to grab his hand or like rest it on his shoulder or arm?
He nods. “I know, but I think everything will turn out alright.”