Blackbeak Bluff Rogue

His frown remained for a minute, confusion lending itself to nerves as he shifted. He was sure there was something...different in the way she'd leaned into him. He wasn't a complete idiot, he sort of understood what she might have meant. But him? There was no way. He was either misreading - which was the most likely - or she was fooling him somehow. After a moment, he schooled his expression as best he could (a master trickster or liar he was not) and gave himself a small shake. 

"Yeah, obviously." he laughed, a bit nervously, and cleared his throat. "Uh. Well. I'm just...on my own. I lived with my mother until a few months ago. It was just us. And now it's...well...just me." he shrugged. There wasn't much to say. He hadn't done much with his life and now he had no choice. Sink or swim, it was up to him whether he survived and he...didn't like it. Though he didn't say all that. He would never say all that. "Sorry I'm not more entertaining." he laughed again, the same shake of nerves underneath the breathy exhale.