Phasma: maybe he’s a bad kisser or something?

Kylo: *walking past* no, he’s good at that

Mitaka: what?

Phasma: what?

Anxiety sucks, it’s real and it’s one hell of an obstacle. We aren’t all super confident people on the other side of the screen. Here’s some questions for the more nervous Muns out there!

How hard is it for you to approach new people you want to interact with?

What’s something you do to try to get to know other’s?

Should people think you’re intimidating/scary?

What’s a good way to start talking to you if people are scared to?

What’s a tip you would give to people trying to get to know you?

Do you dive into conversation easily?

How would you rate your conversation skills?

Do you feel awkward/nervous/etc trying to get to know people?

What is something you want people to know right away about yourself?

What are some things you worry about in terms of new people?

Stranger making small talk, yay or nay for you?

Introvert? Extrovert? Ambivert?

Do you focus more on talking role play first or talking casually about anything first?

Does knowing the other mun make writing threads easier or harder?

Do random messages out of the blue upset you at all?

Do random asks out of the blue upset you at all?

Do random memes out of the blue upset you?

Should people be nervous to send you things at all?

Is communication important to you?

How open are you to talking out problems and getting them resolved?

How scared are you of people, compared to how scared they should be of you?

What’s a way someone could ease the anxiety of unfamiliar conversation?

How much anxious internal screaming goes on with you on a regular basis?

How would friends describe you for the lovely people trying to get to know you? (Friends may send an answer to this question with the ask)

I heard what happened to you tonight from Mr. Blanky. I’m sorry for all of it. He told me your language is called “Inuktitut”. And this region here is called “Nunavut”. “Inuktitut” and “Nunavut”. I like those words very much. I’d like to learn more.

Ave had given up on fighting the confines hours ago. At this point, she was just exhausted from the interrogations and from her own emotions running haywire. She sighed at his words and turned her head to look away. It was only fair, she figured. After all, she was a Resistance pilot. 

She looked...young. Younger than he was, at the very least. And she looked tired, though that made sense to him - he knew of the techniques that some more seasoned officers might employ. Her frustration when she answered him was palpable, and, strangely enough, it was that very emotion that caught his attention. She wasn’t being argumentative, or pleading, or really displaying anything that might have reaffirmed everyone’s suspicions that she was lying to them.