That's not the problem! I'm not! I don't want to make you uncomfortable!!
[ he doesn't want to breathe, though. he wants to start crying. instead, he does breathe. his shoulders hunch down; he presses his knees together, minimizing the space he's taking up.
when he speaks, though, he sounds more put together - if only by a bit. ]
I don't... It's not a bad thing. I'm happy for- you, and your husband. Both of you. [ he swallows, his hands nervously fiddling with the prosthetic arm. ] ...where I'm from, it's... It's not really something you can say out loud. When you're like... When you like someone like that. So- I'm really, really glad that you can.
[ it's about the best way he's going to be able to say it. that doesn't stop him from adding: ]
The friends I left- or, um, got kidnapped from, I guess? They're- like that too. For girls. I think.
[ he shouldn't be saying that... but at this point he's just. sort of babbling uncontrollably. ]
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[ he doesn't want to breathe, though. he wants to start crying. instead, he does breathe. his shoulders hunch down; he presses his knees together, minimizing the space he's taking up.
when he speaks, though, he sounds more put together - if only by a bit. ]
I don't... It's not a bad thing. I'm happy for- you, and your husband. Both of you. [ he swallows, his hands nervously fiddling with the prosthetic arm. ] ...where I'm from, it's... It's not really something you can say out loud. When you're like... When you like someone like that. So- I'm really, really glad that you can.
[ it's about the best way he's going to be able to say it. that doesn't stop him from adding: ]
The friends I left- or, um, got kidnapped from, I guess? They're- like that too. For girls. I think.
[ he shouldn't be saying that... but at this point he's just. sort of babbling uncontrollably. ]