[For someone else that usually has a lot to say, Lyria's silence makes Leo uneasy. He hops back and forth between his feet, fidgeting a bit more as he waits for a reply. He sees her hands tighten around it, but that choke of a sob makes his stomach drop.
Did he do something wrong?? She looked like she was about to cry, was this a mistake? Gods, what was he thinking, this was such a bad idea. He was such an idiot--]
-- Was it too much? Gods, it's too much, isn't it? Estúpido idiota. [Because of course he thinks he's been an idiot. He doesn't exactly have a good track record with girls, as much bravado as he likes to put on.]
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Did he do something wrong?? She looked like she was about to cry, was this a mistake? Gods, what was he thinking, this was such a bad idea. He was such an idiot--]
-- Was it too much? Gods, it's too much, isn't it? Estúpido idiota. [Because of course he thinks he's been an idiot. He doesn't exactly have a good track record with girls, as much bravado as he likes to put on.]