[aaah. Nothing like a little bit of pain and shouting to bring him back to reality. Except not really. His expression is distant as he thinks about what she's saying. The events of the 4th creep back into his mind, and he thinks about how much she must have worried about him. Damn it, that's why this wasn't supposed to be a thing... even if she's happy, he feels terrible.
He pulls his wrist back, taking her hand with it so he can kiss her knuckles. He's sorry. He's also not sorry. He's also getting a headache.]
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He pulls his wrist back, taking her hand with it so he can kiss her knuckles. He's sorry. He's also not sorry. He's also getting a headache.]