[Her words cool Narvin's ire considerably. He's been on the mouth end of saying just the wrong thing at the wrong moment a considerable number of times himself. And it was more the universe he was angry at than her anyway. She just had the misfortune of saying something that reminded him of his troubles.
So he chooses to take the conversation in an entirely new direction. Or at least in an apparently new direction.]
How old are you?
[It doesn't occur to him that in some cultures, this is a rude question.]
no subject
So he chooses to take the conversation in an entirely new direction. Or at least in an apparently new direction.]
How old are you?
[It doesn't occur to him that in some cultures, this is a rude question.]