"It's practically a reflex, sorry. Can't exactly stop. That and bummers aren't my favorite." He doesn't seem that bothered by him pointing it out, but his knee stops bouncing at the question.
There's a moment where the gears turning in his brain seem to screech to a halt before he sucks in a breath. "She...she didn't want to leave without me." He says slowly and carefully.
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Date: 2024-11-19 02:50 am (UTC)There's a moment where the gears turning in his brain seem to screech to a halt before he sucks in a breath. "She...she didn't want to leave without me." He says slowly and carefully.