[His heart sinks a little, hearing that flat answer. He's immediately sure that he's just making everything worse. He wants to respond immediately, say that it shouldn't happen if he doesn't want it, or even just... Admitting he had a nice time, to try to look on the bright side, but... He holds his tongue and lays there in his bunk with his eyes closed, with a broken nose and a headache and stupid glass of water on his head.
There's just... Too much to handle. And he still doesn't know how Irahl feels. He finally gives up, realizing he probably just needs to shut up and figure out how he feels about everything himself before trying to make amends.]
Okay. I'll shut up an' let you rest.
[He moves his cup back down to the ground. Maybe he'll try to get some rest himself, not that he really feels like sleeping right now either.]
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There's just... Too much to handle. And he still doesn't know how Irahl feels. He finally gives up, realizing he probably just needs to shut up and figure out how he feels about everything himself before trying to make amends.]
Okay. I'll shut up an' let you rest.
[He moves his cup back down to the ground. Maybe he'll try to get some rest himself, not that he really feels like sleeping right now either.]