[ Was that what he was feeling? Shame? Anxiety? He really didn't know what to call it, taking in a shaky breath as he searched for what to say. How was he supposed to answer those questions without completely relaying the truth? Or maybe it would be better that way, he wasn't ashamed that it had happened but he was definitely ashamed of how it ended.
He shrugged, albeit in defeat. He was already here, he was already talking. Even if he was still staring at the ceiling, if France chanced a look at him he would have seen those gears working overtime. ]
It's a question of whether it's real or whether...
[ The words were stuck in his throat, things felt real enough even if it had all been influenced by the lunar cycle. ]
...it was out of convenience.
[ He dropped the hypothetical questions, even he could feel that the other man had doubt over the circumstances. There wasn't any point in hiding behind vague questions and answers. ]
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Date: 2019-05-09 05:40 pm (UTC)He shrugged, albeit in defeat. He was already here, he was already talking. Even if he was still staring at the ceiling, if France chanced a look at him he would have seen those gears working overtime. ]
It's a question of whether it's real or whether...
[ The words were stuck in his throat, things felt real enough even if it had all been influenced by the lunar cycle. ]
...it was out of convenience.
[ He dropped the hypothetical questions, even he could feel that the other man had doubt over the circumstances. There wasn't any point in hiding behind vague questions and answers. ]