[His voice is small, all the frustration he's felt directed inward. He just sounds defeated. He can't meet her eyes, focusing on the ground and hugging his arm again.]
Weiss said the same thing. It's not... She deserves better. What I want doesn't matter.
[He's silent for a moment. It still takes a lot of effort to talk about what happened.] I think part of her already figured it out. We're almost from the same time. [Finally he does meet her eyes, hesitant and scared asking will lead to the same answers.] Would that work if we asked Crepe to help?
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[His voice is small, all the frustration he's felt directed inward. He just sounds defeated. He can't meet her eyes, focusing on the ground and hugging his arm again.]
Weiss said the same thing. It's not... She deserves better. What I want doesn't matter.
[He's silent for a moment. It still takes a lot of effort to talk about what happened.] I think part of her already figured it out. We're almost from the same time. [Finally he does meet her eyes, hesitant and scared asking will lead to the same answers.] Would that work if we asked Crepe to help?