There is no way that will go well. [like it took probably literal years for her to confess to a dude in canon, she's ascending at the idea of bringing this up]
[oh... his expression shifts to something more sympathetic.]
Well... I think the answer might surprise you. And I think you deserve to be happy, so if he makes you happy - well, you get what I mean. I'm rooting for you, basically!
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Wait, oh my gosh, are you guys together?
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ok well, her ears go bright pink, first of all. second of all:]
No!
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Do you want to be?
[A MAN IS DEAD]
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No. [screaming internally] -- Okay, maybe! Ugh, he's pretty, okay?
[among other things but look, she's embarrassed]
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You should tell him!
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Well, if you know something I don't, be my guest.
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[that is an exaggeration and he knows it]
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[he's making this face but it's not because he's mad about his eye or cloud not carrying him]
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... Well. [she has no rebuttal]
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[what profession]
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[that sounds... super lame. she flushes pink, flustered.]
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...Then at least you'd know, right? And he might not say no! But you aren't going to know for sure unless you bring it up.
[after a moment, though:]
I get it, though. It can be pretty scary.
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I - don't know if I can take a no. [she says, and then she looks away, because that was a bit too emotionally vulnerable for her tastes.]
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Well... I think the answer might surprise you. And I think you deserve to be happy, so if he makes you happy - well, you get what I mean. I'm rooting for you, basically!
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Ughhh. [she says, but it's not serious. she pauses, and then turns and presses a kiss to his forehead. this is her appreciation.]
That's very sweet of you. [and then she honks his nose. gently.] Let me go get you some clothes.
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