[An unfortunately transparent surprise washes over his features.]
Okay, hold. On. What are you even saying? Turn--
[There's, like, way too much to internalize there. Since when does Fearless like him? Obviously he's misattributing one feeling for another. And Seras-- Idia closes his eyes, shaking his head like it'll clear it out. It doesn't. He gestures rigidly.]
How could I turn her down?
[That would imply she asked something of him or that there was something to be turned down from. But there's not. They're not!]
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Okay, hold. On. What are you even saying? Turn--
[There's, like, way too much to internalize there. Since when does Fearless like him? Obviously he's misattributing one feeling for another. And Seras-- Idia closes his eyes, shaking his head like it'll clear it out. It doesn't. He gestures rigidly.]
How could I turn her down?
[That would imply she asked something of him or that there was something to be turned down from. But there's not. They're not!]