[Oddly, her irritation makes his chest feel hot with emotion, gratitude, warmth-- He laughs and rubs at her elbows soothingly.]
I didn't think you were the type to let your mind get changed easily.
[He feels a naive, clinging hope battling with persistent doubt that even if he told her someday, she might understand. Not now. He's too afraid to say it yet. But, maybe one day...]
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I didn't think you were the type to let your mind get changed easily.
[He feels a naive, clinging hope battling with persistent doubt that even if he told her someday, she might understand. Not now. He's too afraid to say it yet. But, maybe one day...]