[He's clearly preoccupied with something - maybe not even anything to do with Blake, but either way, he wants to talk, Blake will stand here patiently until he decides what to say.
He vaguely remembers a few conversations he had with Father Reilly that began with the same kind of silence. Being given the space to speak had always helped him.
When he finally does say something, it takes Blake a moment to remember what he's talking about. It was a while ago, feels like a lot longer than it probably was, to be fair. But he remembers, now - Brendan asking about something to do for a girl he liked. Wichita, probably.]
action;
He vaguely remembers a few conversations he had with Father Reilly that began with the same kind of silence. Being given the space to speak had always helped him.
When he finally does say something, it takes Blake a moment to remember what he's talking about. It was a while ago, feels like a lot longer than it probably was, to be fair. But he remembers, now - Brendan asking about something to do for a girl he liked. Wichita, probably.]
Yeah, what about it?