[ --Ah. Their hand jerks back as if stung, giving Yves his immediate space. Their chest feels heavy at the sight, an expression full of concern and guilt. Maybe it would have been better to leave him alone after all but. The idea of leaving Yves alone like this would have left them with more regret.
A quick shake of their head, quick to reassure and gently shut down that apology. Words quiet, a gentle murmur. ]
Don't be. You don't need to say sorry. [ Their hands rest on their lap as they sit where they are, fingers curling and uncurling against the fabric of their cloak with small bunches. Wanting to reach out but as always too afraid to. ] If there's.. anything that I can do.
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A quick shake of their head, quick to reassure and gently shut down that apology. Words quiet, a gentle murmur. ]
Don't be. You don't need to say sorry. [ Their hands rest on their lap as they sit where they are, fingers curling and uncurling against the fabric of their cloak with small bunches. Wanting to reach out but as always too afraid to. ] If there's.. anything that I can do.
[ Please tell them. ]