[even if he wants very much to escape this moment as fast as possible, he still doesn't take apologies directed at him very comfortably. especially when he's not been plainly wronged. whatever this is...is...weird, well over his head, and not something he can imagine anyone doing on purpose.
his hand turns palm out in the start of a gesture that has no real direction, and so the hand just falls back at his side with his exhaled breath.]
I'm not. Unhappy because of you. I'm just...me. That's all.
Sorry. I'll wait.
[he ducks his head, turning and heading for the stairs.]
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[even if he wants very much to escape this moment as fast as possible, he still doesn't take apologies directed at him very comfortably. especially when he's not been plainly wronged. whatever this is...is...weird, well over his head, and not something he can imagine anyone doing on purpose.
his hand turns palm out in the start of a gesture that has no real direction, and so the hand just falls back at his side with his exhaled breath.]
I'm not. Unhappy because of you. I'm just...me. That's all.
Sorry. I'll wait.
[he ducks his head, turning and heading for the stairs.]