[ he hears the bite in her tone, the weight in her voice of how it bothers her, and for a moment, he says nothing at all. he just looks at her as he exhales deeply, shoulders sinking as his brief little game is short-lived, as the instincts that keep him perceiving details at any given moment just backfires on him.
his eyes turn away, lip curling in as he sighs again. ]
Yeah. [ his voice is quiet, almost audibly guilty. ] Sorry.
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his eyes turn away, lip curling in as he sighs again. ]
Yeah. [ his voice is quiet, almost audibly guilty. ] Sorry.