[At least this time, it's less about her and more about failing his own self-perception. While walking over here he became a little more self-aware that he's basically pissed off from arguing with a teenager over the internet. Like, an actual teenager, even. Not a Coordinator "totally definitely an adult legally" teen. And there's obviously more to it than that, but considering he's already in kind of a crappy state of mind, he's really hung up on those baseline details.]
Nah, I'm not holding back, I guess I'm just... A little bit embarrassed?
[God, somehow admitting that feels even MORE embarrassing... He just can't win against himself here. He takes a deep breath and lets his shoulders slump, changing tack, deciding to just dive into it.]
I guess I should update you first: Uh... It happened. For real, this time. [Dearka clears his throat, a little awkwardly.] Yzak and I. I told him how I felt, and he-- Well he ran away at first, actually. But then he came back! And we're still figuring some stuff out, but. Yeah.
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Nah, I'm not holding back, I guess I'm just... A little bit embarrassed?
[God, somehow admitting that feels even MORE embarrassing... He just can't win against himself here. He takes a deep breath and lets his shoulders slump, changing tack, deciding to just dive into it.]
I guess I should update you first: Uh... It happened. For real, this time. [Dearka clears his throat, a little awkwardly.] Yzak and I. I told him how I felt, and he-- Well he ran away at first, actually. But then he came back! And we're still figuring some stuff out, but. Yeah.
[Godzilla's a prophet, turns out.]