[He hums again in agreement, lifting the bottle to his lips to take a longer drink. The longer he hides his face behind the bottle, the better his chance of being able to think of something to distract her away from such a morbid thought. And hopefully himself, too.
But she's talking again, so he pulls the bottle away, blinking at her and trying to pretend like his throat isn't burning from carbonation.] Huh?
[Oh, yeah. She sure did. He just laughs quietly and shakes his head, giving her a more genuine smile.]
Maybe a little, but... that's okay. It's good that we can talk about all kinds of things, right?
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But she's talking again, so he pulls the bottle away, blinking at her and trying to pretend like his throat isn't burning from carbonation.] Huh?
[Oh, yeah. She sure did. He just laughs quietly and shakes his head, giving her a more genuine smile.]
Maybe a little, but... that's okay. It's good that we can talk about all kinds of things, right?