[A heavy frown crosses her features. Though her gaze remains concerned, she can't blame him for wanting to leave. Anyone in their right minds would.]
You really think this is going to stop me from wanting to see you? If anything, I should be worried about it being the other way around. But... go do wot you need to. Just, please, remember that none of this was your fault, yeah?
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You really think this is going to stop me from wanting to see you? If anything, I should be worried about it being the other way around. But... go do wot you need to. Just, please, remember that none of this was your fault, yeah?