"Silence has its merits, but... it can be heavy. In my arena, it was too quiet, most of the time and I found myself purposely making noise sometimes just to keep from going crazy."

An Avox is at his elbow, nudging a glass of water toward him. He starts to wave it away, but he accepts it after catching himself and really, really considering that he does actually need that water.

He's surprised to see that she's explicitly written that he reminds her of her friend; on one hand, it's logical, given their surface similarities, but it's not candor he believed she'd be willing to speak with. He glances away, conflicted over how to take something like that.

"I'm honored... and I'm sorry," he replies after a moment of thought. "A certain kind of person causes pain without ever intending to, and I don't want to hurt you. So for your sake... I hope that I could never be his replacement."