He's about to say something back, his mouth hangs open for a second before he snaps it back shut as he avoids her gaze and taps his foot on the floor of the cab. He gives his address and it's really not far but with the shape Raleigh is in, it's far easier this way. He stares out the window in silence, unsure of what he should be doing because he doesn't want to overwhelm her but he can't really figure out the middle ground between keeping to himself and asking her if she needs anything every few minutes. He doesn't know how Joel has been doing it, taking care of Spencer and himself the past week, and Spencer wonders if maybe he's just not cut out for this sort of thing.
He doesn't speak again until they reach the house and he thanks the driver when he pays the fare and offers a generous tip. He leaves the cab in a hurry, rushing around the vehicle so he can open the door for Raleigh and helping her out the best he can. He hesitates before settling his good hand on the small of her back as he guides her to the front door.
He fishes his keys out of his pocket, fumbling a bit because of the cast on his other hand, but manages to get it into the lock and lets Raleigh cross the threshold first. Now that they're here, he isn't even sure what he should do. Whatever Raleigh wants, of course, but he stands dumbly in the hallway after shutting the door behind him and shoving his hand in his pocket as he rocks on his heels.
"You're welcome to anything here, of course," he says. He nods toward a closed door a few feet away and gives her a crooked smile that's a little sad, a little bitter. "That's my library, I haven't-- There's all sorts of books in there, if you want to pick any out. I meant what I said, by the way, you can stay as long as you'd like. If you need something from your place, I'd be happy to get it for you."
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He doesn't speak again until they reach the house and he thanks the driver when he pays the fare and offers a generous tip. He leaves the cab in a hurry, rushing around the vehicle so he can open the door for Raleigh and helping her out the best he can. He hesitates before settling his good hand on the small of her back as he guides her to the front door.
He fishes his keys out of his pocket, fumbling a bit because of the cast on his other hand, but manages to get it into the lock and lets Raleigh cross the threshold first. Now that they're here, he isn't even sure what he should do. Whatever Raleigh wants, of course, but he stands dumbly in the hallway after shutting the door behind him and shoving his hand in his pocket as he rocks on his heels.
"You're welcome to anything here, of course," he says. He nods toward a closed door a few feet away and gives her a crooked smile that's a little sad, a little bitter. "That's my library, I haven't-- There's all sorts of books in there, if you want to pick any out. I meant what I said, by the way, you can stay as long as you'd like. If you need something from your place, I'd be happy to get it for you."