[He gives a single nod, his expression unchanging as he releases his hold on her and allows his hand to fall to his side once more. Whether she'll take the opportunity to make another attempt, he does not know, but he cannot ignore the spread of color across her cheeks. Anger, perhaps, directed at him for his breach of her boundaries, or perhaps at herself for losing composure for even a fraction of a moment. That it might be something else entirely never occurs to him.]
Of course.
[He exhales, his shoulders dropping as his demeanor remains contrite, apologetic.]
Perhaps we ought to part ways for now.
[He is not necessarily eager to, but he can understand if she no longer wishes to speak to him. He has a scene to get to sooner rather than later, as well, but he would rather not leave this entirely unresolved.]
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Of course.
[He exhales, his shoulders dropping as his demeanor remains contrite, apologetic.]
Perhaps we ought to part ways for now.
[He is not necessarily eager to, but he can understand if she no longer wishes to speak to him. He has a scene to get to sooner rather than later, as well, but he would rather not leave this entirely unresolved.]