The way she looks at him makes it more than clear enough that she's telling the truth and Martin decides he doesn't need to hear about what the other him told her.
"No, no, that's okay. I believe you," he answers, holding up his hands. "It's just... a little weird, that's all. But that, ah, seems to be kind of... normal? For around here? I mean, it's probably not as weird as being a squid, right?"
Martin falls quiet for a moment. He's not entirely sure the best way to move forward from here, but he does not want to hurt Ange. It's obvious she's already hurt enough that he doesn't actually know who she is. They must have been close, he thinks.
"We, um. We could be friends again. If - if you want?" The offer is uncertain; he's not sure if it's actually helpful, or if maybe she'd just rather forget about him all together.
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"No, no, that's okay. I believe you," he answers, holding up his hands. "It's just... a little weird, that's all. But that, ah, seems to be kind of... normal? For around here? I mean, it's probably not as weird as being a squid, right?"
Martin falls quiet for a moment. He's not entirely sure the best way to move forward from here, but he does not want to hurt Ange. It's obvious she's already hurt enough that he doesn't actually know who she is. They must have been close, he thinks.
"We, um. We could be friends again. If - if you want?" The offer is uncertain; he's not sure if it's actually helpful, or if maybe she'd just rather forget about him all together.