[Unlike Erika, he's not drunk. He's pretty sure he's barely even tipsy, staring into the neck of the beer bottle with a quiet hum of assent. She's... not wrong. If he were to die, if he were to disappear, he'd... want to be with someone.
That claws at his heart, sinking icy talons right in. Disappear. Die alone. His jaw clenches, and his fingers tighten around the bottle as he looks anywhere but at her. That's... all too relatable, and he doesn't like it.]
Mmm.
[He just hums, trying to shake off that sinking feeling, but not really succeeding.]
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[Unlike Erika, he's not drunk. He's pretty sure he's barely even tipsy, staring into the neck of the beer bottle with a quiet hum of assent. She's... not wrong. If he were to die, if he were to disappear, he'd... want to be with someone.
That claws at his heart, sinking icy talons right in. Disappear. Die alone. His jaw clenches, and his fingers tighten around the bottle as he looks anywhere but at her. That's... all too relatable, and he doesn't like it.]
Mmm.
[He just hums, trying to shake off that sinking feeling, but not really succeeding.]
I guess I agree with that.