[ His agreement is quiet. Solemn. He's still confused and feeling guilty. Part of him wants to ask her what she's thinking, ask her to explain why it is she seems so okay with all of this. But part of him doesn't want to understand and another part doesn't want her to turn the question back on him. He doesn't want to bring his thoughts on the matter to light. Their link might somehow reverse if she knew some of what he was really feeling.
So there's that tiny smile again, one that doesn't reach his eyes. ] We'll figure it out together.
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[ His agreement is quiet. Solemn. He's still confused and feeling guilty. Part of him wants to ask her what she's thinking, ask her to explain why it is she seems so okay with all of this. But part of him doesn't want to understand and another part doesn't want her to turn the question back on him. He doesn't want to bring his thoughts on the matter to light. Their link might somehow reverse if she knew some of what he was really feeling.
So there's that tiny smile again, one that doesn't reach his eyes. ] We'll figure it out together.