[It's said a little weakly, because there she is, laying on the floor again. Hopefully nothing questionable gets stuck to her face.
She sits back up almost immediately, though, and he breathes a quiet sigh of relief, though his shoulders are still tense. The way she'd trailed off... it makes him feel like he's said something wrong.
And then that second bit, I don't believe you... He doesn't know how to answer that.]
Um... sorry. [The apology slips out before he can stop it, a reflexive apology for not being able to give her what she needs. He doesn't know what that is, exactly, but if he were someone reliable, like a talented protagonist, then he could...]
You don't have to believe me, but... I'm glad we're friends. Sometimes that means saying weird stuff, and that's okay.
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[It's said a little weakly, because there she is, laying on the floor again. Hopefully nothing questionable gets stuck to her face.
She sits back up almost immediately, though, and he breathes a quiet sigh of relief, though his shoulders are still tense. The way she'd trailed off... it makes him feel like he's said something wrong.
And then that second bit, I don't believe you... He doesn't know how to answer that.]
Um... sorry. [The apology slips out before he can stop it, a reflexive apology for not being able to give her what she needs. He doesn't know what that is, exactly, but if he were someone reliable, like a talented protagonist, then he could...]
You don't have to believe me, but... I'm glad we're friends. Sometimes that means saying weird stuff, and that's okay.