[ Oh wow, some sensible part of his brain that strives for survival? It's ringing the bells and telling him he should just agree with her and move on with it. Only she doesn't look fine. She looks the opposite of fine. ]
Uhhhh, w-well. [ He clears his throat awkwardly and fidgets nervously with the marker he still holds, but barrels on ahead regardless. ] You... don't? No, you don't, actually.
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Uhhhh, w-well. [ He clears his throat awkwardly and fidgets nervously with the marker he still holds, but barrels on ahead regardless. ] You... don't? No, you don't, actually.