[Sans feels uneven, sluggish to read this woman but quick to react, nerve impulses jumping beneath his skin.]
Yeah, sure, okay. [He takes the deep breaths, because she's right that he needs them. He feels silly that he needs them--he should have himself under better control than this--but he remembers now that he's out in public, not just in front of this one stranger but many of them, so that takes priority.] It's a nice night, huh?
sans, who is very normal: man it's so embarrassing to need breathing exercises in this situation
Yeah, sure, okay. [He takes the deep breaths, because she's right that he needs them. He feels silly that he needs them--he should have himself under better control than this--but he remembers now that he's out in public, not just in front of this one stranger but many of them, so that takes priority.] It's a nice night, huh?
[He's pretty sure it had been, at least.]