You-- you know how you're gonna break the news to 'em yet?
[ As he's asking, he moves to sit beside her on the bed -- not too close, since he knows she has personal bubble issues, but not so far that she'd feel like a leper or something.
He's-- pretty fucking concerned, still, and his gaze keeps flicking to her neck. It-- fuck, that looks painful, and he wishes he knew even a teensy bit of what was going through her head that made her go to Yao.
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[ As he's asking, he moves to sit beside her on the bed -- not too close, since he knows she has personal bubble issues, but not so far that she'd feel like a leper or something.
He's-- pretty fucking concerned, still, and his gaze keeps flicking to her neck. It-- fuck, that looks painful, and he wishes he knew even a teensy bit of what was going through her head that made her go to Yao.
But he waits. He's patient. ]