[His eyes fall to her hand on his wrist, staring at it a little dumbly. Almost warily, his gaze flicks to catch hers once she finishes speaking. There's a pulse of warmth in his chest at what she says. That she won't take this for granted...
He shrugs, trying to play it cool and casual, despite the previous wariness.]
...There ain't nothin' to thank me for, I'm just sayin' the truth, nothing else.
[He turns his head away from her, maybe still feeling a little guilty over ruining this whole thing when they were enjoying it before. Why is he like this? Always gotta fuck shit up somehow, huh?
Even if this seems to be saving it, and she appreciates it, it doesn't change his earlier failure...]
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He shrugs, trying to play it cool and casual, despite the previous wariness.]
...There ain't nothin' to thank me for, I'm just sayin' the truth, nothing else.
[He turns his head away from her, maybe still feeling a little guilty over ruining this whole thing when they were enjoying it before. Why is he like this? Always gotta fuck shit up somehow, huh?
Even if this seems to be saving it, and she appreciates it, it doesn't change his earlier failure...]
...But, I won't keep ya.