Not that he blames Lightning. No, if anything, it's.. actually oddly nice on her part. After all, she put those puzzle pieces together without him mentioning anything about it. And if she knew that, she must have come here since she was actually worried about him. Knowing people worry about him is.. a weird feeling, for sure, but he has no time to wrestle with it or really think it over when he has to provide a reply in this situation and he has no idea what the hell it's supposed to be.
He could tell the truth, but it'd be painful. And he might just drag her mood down along with his own, which is what he's desperately trying to avoid here. Or he could lie, but he's pretty sure she'd catch onto the truth anyway. It feels like a game where he can only lose.
His gaze shifts, unable to hold hers, and for a moment he looks smaller than he actually is.
"So you saw, huh." There's a hint of resignation in his voice. He can't talk his way out of this one anymore, although he can try to maybe make it seem less bad than it is. "I.. Well. It's quite alright, really." No, it's not. "He already rejected me. So I suppose it's much better for him to not be here, where he constantly has to see my face."
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Not that he blames Lightning. No, if anything, it's.. actually oddly nice on her part. After all, she put those puzzle pieces together without him mentioning anything about it. And if she knew that, she must have come here since she was actually worried about him. Knowing people worry about him is.. a weird feeling, for sure, but he has no time to wrestle with it or really think it over when he has to provide a reply in this situation and he has no idea what the hell it's supposed to be.
He could tell the truth, but it'd be painful. And he might just drag her mood down along with his own, which is what he's desperately trying to avoid here. Or he could lie, but he's pretty sure she'd catch onto the truth anyway. It feels like a game where he can only lose.
His gaze shifts, unable to hold hers, and for a moment he looks smaller than he actually is.
"So you saw, huh." There's a hint of resignation in his voice. He can't talk his way out of this one anymore, although he can try to maybe make it seem less bad than it is. "I.. Well. It's quite alright, really." No, it's not. "He already rejected me. So I suppose it's much better for him to not be here, where he constantly has to see my face."