[That looks a lot better than her hesitant sadness. He hates seeing anyone suffer, especially Colette, and...]
You don't have to thank me for listening. [Only now does he realize he's holding her hand, as he was about to ruffle her hair or something. He freezes for a moment, fingers still twined with hers.]
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You don't have to thank me for listening. [Only now does he realize he's holding her hand, as he was about to ruffle her hair or something. He freezes for a moment, fingers still twined with hers.]
Um...
[He kind of doesn't want to let go.]
... Is this okay?