[It's more a confession than it is coy, the corner of his smile quirking slightly upwards, just faintly sheepish. He had, in fact, missed her— more than he had first realized, it would seem, given certain whims. He'd spent a great deal pondering precisely what that meant in the days that followed.
It's entirely possible that he had overcomplicated things, but that is in his nature.]
You do not need to be anyone but who you are. In fact, I suspect I may be doing much of the talking... there is something I need to tell you, regarding your absence.
[His smile fades, his expression becoming tense, thoughtful as they make their way.]
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[It's more a confession than it is coy, the corner of his smile quirking slightly upwards, just faintly sheepish. He had, in fact, missed her— more than he had first realized, it would seem, given certain whims. He'd spent a great deal pondering precisely what that meant in the days that followed.
It's entirely possible that he had overcomplicated things, but that is in his nature.]
You do not need to be anyone but who you are. In fact, I suspect I may be doing much of the talking... there is something I need to tell you, regarding your absence.
[His smile fades, his expression becoming tense, thoughtful as they make their way.]