[ The voice is another hit to Sean's prior perception, embarrassment creeping up his neck and threatening to show over the video if he didn't take a breath and catch it in time. ]
No--! No. It's--it's cool. [ Too late. Thank god he wasn't pale, skin darkening rather than glowing brightly with his flush. ] I just--I thought--actually, it doesn't matter what I thought.
[ So Iris was... a boy. And a boy who Sean had all but signed up for putting out in exchange for gouche. Now that he's thinking of it, was that joke any better when he thought Iris was a girl? It's these thoughts and many more that are streaking through Sean's head now, grasping his sketchbook too his chest like a pitifully small shield. ]
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No--! No. It's--it's cool. [ Too late. Thank god he wasn't pale, skin darkening rather than glowing brightly with his flush. ] I just--I thought--actually, it doesn't matter what I thought.
[ So Iris was... a boy. And a boy who Sean had all but signed up for putting out in exchange for gouche. Now that he's thinking of it, was that joke any better when he thought Iris was a girl? It's these thoughts and many more that are streaking through Sean's head now, grasping his sketchbook too his chest like a pitifully small shield. ]
Anyway! [ Now it's Sean's turn to yell, flipping to a random page unthinkingly and holding it open for Iris to see. ] Art!