[Jaime does, at least, seem to accept the offering of junk food, wordlessly reaching for his favourite and nibbling on it throughout the show, though from the distant look on his face, he hadn't been watching it. He had one up on Wally, though; instead of festering in the awkwardness of it, he'd just leaned back and listened to the soothing patter of Khaji in the privacy of his own head, because once he stopped disapproving of Wally (Wally may be Khaji's favourite human other than Jaime, but making Jaime unhappy is unacceptable), he settled into the familiar, constant critique of the technique showed on screen. It's easy just to listen to him talk as he eats the salty, evidently spicy chips that leave his fingertips red and sticky if he eats too many of them.
(Which he does, but hey, at least Khaji's not badgering him about it this time.)
He shifts when Wally starts talking, finally looking properly at him, grateful that he's not the one who had to break the silence.]
It's okay. [He doesn't intend to apologize for doing it in the first place, but...] I probably could've handled it better too.
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(Which he does, but hey, at least Khaji's not badgering him about it this time.)
He shifts when Wally starts talking, finally looking properly at him, grateful that he's not the one who had to break the silence.]
It's okay. [He doesn't intend to apologize for doing it in the first place, but...] I probably could've handled it better too.