"But I love you," comes out with all the force of emotion that an unhappy toddler would imbue it with-- and with as much forethought. When Sina only turns to look up at him, almost sidelong...
Sorrel stares back, blinking.
What.
And then, only then, after he's well and truly made a fool of himself does Sorrel realize what she's saying, stiffening with the shock. That somehow she'd known-- that she'd realized-- what had she seen?
"I... I..." He flushes with guilt, though what he's so guilty for would be a hard question to answer, "I never-- I didn't. Don't. You..."
Creators, if ever your power had any meaning, please let the sky open up and rift suck him away to the fade right now. It would be more merciful than this.
"...How...?"
He's hoping Sina will grasp the meaning of his question, because Sorrel himself isn't quite sure of it.
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Sorrel stares back, blinking.
What.
And then, only then, after he's well and truly made a fool of himself does Sorrel realize what she's saying, stiffening with the shock. That somehow she'd known-- that she'd realized-- what had she seen?
"I... I..." He flushes with guilt, though what he's so guilty for would be a hard question to answer, "I never-- I didn't. Don't. You..."
Creators, if ever your power had any meaning, please let the sky open up and rift suck him away to the fade right now. It would be more merciful than this.
"...How...?"
He's hoping Sina will grasp the meaning of his question, because Sorrel himself isn't quite sure of it.