[ Slowly, so slowly, he drags his hand over his face. His other hand reaches out for hers to try and entwine their hands together. ]
I'm fine, sorry for worrying you.
[ Is he even fine? He doesn't even know. He does at least finally look back at her, though if she's paying attention she might notice that his eyes flicker down and over her before they slide away again. ]
So...Rapunzel likes Jaune.
[ ...Sorry, friend, he's throwing you under a bus to save himself. ]
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I'm fine, sorry for worrying you.
[ Is he even fine? He doesn't even know. He does at least finally look back at her, though if she's paying attention she might notice that his eyes flicker down and over her before they slide away again. ]
So...Rapunzel likes Jaune.
[ ...Sorry, friend, he's throwing you under a bus to save himself. ]