[He imagined she would not remember. And he would not dare remind her. She seemed the prideful sort who would prefer not to. He moved his hand slowly up and down the side of her arm.
If only to keep himself occupied, his thoughts towards the failings of that rescue mission deep in the corners of his mind he refused to tread. He felt like he needed a drink remembering it.]
I... you. Ah. [He didn't even know what he could say to her. Words never came easily to him. He was good for being a pillow. And being... no. He has to say something... anything at all.] I... I'm sorry... [For many things, but the fact that he had no clue what to say was a big one.]
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If only to keep himself occupied, his thoughts towards the failings of that rescue mission deep in the corners of his mind he refused to tread. He felt like he needed a drink remembering it.]
I... you. Ah. [He didn't even know what he could say to her. Words never came easily to him. He was good for being a pillow. And being... no. He has to say something... anything at all.] I... I'm sorry... [For many things, but the fact that he had no clue what to say was a big one.]