[ Tidus doesn't try to keep him there. As he pulls away, climbing off from the bed, Tidus watches him, but doesn't keep his eyes on him. Dropping to his lap where his arms have fallen, he finds himself still occupied by what's been left.
I'm sorry, he wants to speak, but doesn't. He knows that won't make this better. He knows he's gone too far, crossing the border they weren't meant to.
I'm sorry, but I can't.
He wants to take all the blame, but he knows that he won't be carrying this alone. ]
...I'll take another room for tonight. [ It takes a while for him to speak, but he draws up his legs, looking for his shirt, the hoodie he dropped off. Picking up one before grabbing the other. ] Just to give us some room. I know... I know this isn't easy.
[ And what are either of them supposed to do - or say - now? ]
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I'm sorry, he wants to speak, but doesn't. He knows that won't make this better. He knows he's gone too far, crossing the border they weren't meant to.
I'm sorry, but I can't.
He wants to take all the blame, but he knows that he won't be carrying this alone. ]
...I'll take another room for tonight. [ It takes a while for him to speak, but he draws up his legs, looking for his shirt, the hoodie he dropped off. Picking up one before grabbing the other. ] Just to give us some room. I know... I know this isn't easy.
[ And what are either of them supposed to do - or say - now? ]