[The talk about together makes him frown. It isn't necessarily a bad thing. It's more... he believes that, too, but hearing the friendship together speech puts a pang of longing in him he can't brush away fast enough.
Slowly, he lifts his head again, running his hand back through his hair. Worry, worry, worry are dark clouds brewing in his emotions.]
None of you are planning to do something stupid, are you?
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Slowly, he lifts his head again, running his hand back through his hair. Worry, worry, worry are dark clouds brewing in his emotions.]
None of you are planning to do something stupid, are you?