...I don't want to sound like I don't care, because I do, but - not really? I mean, you said you couldn't talk about it, but now you're talking about it more. I don't know if you want me to change the subject or ask more, or...
[He's not offended or anything but he's a little lost and decides maybe he's really not in a position to do this right now.]
...no, it's not...you're doing fine. [An awkward laugh follows, low and unsure.] I feel like such an asshole for doing this, but I think I need to go for a while.
[For even more conflicting messages, he just...squeezes her shoulder before he gets out of bed, wordlessly getting dressed relatively quickly and slipping out the door.]
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[She doesn't sound upset as much as confused.]
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...no, it's not...you're doing fine. [An awkward laugh follows, low and unsure.] I feel like such an asshole for doing this, but I think I need to go for a while.
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[She's doing her best not to sound hurt, and it's at least mostly successful.]
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