[ It's obvious that she's trying to reach out to him, even if it's awkwardly not really happening in both directions yet since he's so unsure about how to deal with any of this. He doesn't even know how he's feeling - it's like all of his thoughts and feelings turned into a ball of yarn that came undone and is now all over the place and knotted and tangled.. he can't even find a place to start at.
But he does understand that, for some reason, it hurts to hear this from her and see her cry. It hurts to know that no one ever thought about her feelings, so instead she put up a desirable front for every individual situation, judging by what she told him before. Why do people have to be so annoyingly selfish that they never even thought of...
.. well, he knows what kind of selfish world it is, right? That's why you can only rely on yourself. That's why you have to be selfish, too. ]
Y-- you're right! You're forcing that on me, and it's super annoying, so.. just.. just cut it out, alright?!
[ But for all his bark, there's no bite behind it. Because despite everything, he feels bad, seeing her this way. He doesn't want her to be sad, for whatever weird mishmash of feelings that might be hiding behind that.
So even while he's still saying those words, he's reaching out to grab her when she droops forward, pulling her against his chest.
His arms wrapped around her, he just sits there like that, not saying anything further. Maybe just as long as he doesn't have to explain - whether it's to her or to himself or to anyone else at all - what he's doing, he can just ignore it's happening enough to not tsun about it.
She's warmer than he thought, after all, and there's a nice scent coming from her hair. It's easier to let himself get lost in that rather than to think about anything else in this moment. ]
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But he does understand that, for some reason, it hurts to hear this from her and see her cry. It hurts to know that no one ever thought about her feelings, so instead she put up a desirable front for every individual situation, judging by what she told him before. Why do people have to be so annoyingly selfish that they never even thought of...
.. well, he knows what kind of selfish world it is, right? That's why you can only rely on yourself. That's why you have to be selfish, too. ]
Y-- you're right! You're forcing that on me, and it's super annoying, so.. just.. just cut it out, alright?!
[ But for all his bark, there's no bite behind it. Because despite everything, he feels bad, seeing her this way. He doesn't want her to be sad, for whatever weird mishmash of feelings that might be hiding behind that.
So even while he's still saying those words, he's reaching out to grab her when she droops forward, pulling her against his chest.
His arms wrapped around her, he just sits there like that, not saying anything further. Maybe just as long as he doesn't have to explain - whether it's to her or to himself or to anyone else at all - what he's doing, he can just ignore it's happening enough to not tsun about it.
She's warmer than he thought, after all, and there's a nice scent coming from her hair. It's easier to let himself get lost in that rather than to think about anything else in this moment. ]