[He swallows, finding it difficult to process. Difficult to even put into words, and for some reason more so when around her. Connor inhales, then exhales. Feels the coolness of breath filling his lungs, and the following, quiet release of it.]
Sorry, it's nothing. I think it'll be fine.
[He looks at her again, smiling faintly.]
I'm sorry that our outing ended up the way it did.
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[He swallows, finding it difficult to process. Difficult to even put into words, and for some reason more so when around her. Connor inhales, then exhales. Feels the coolness of breath filling his lungs, and the following, quiet release of it.]
Sorry, it's nothing. I think it'll be fine.
[He looks at her again, smiling faintly.]
I'm sorry that our outing ended up the way it did.