[He lays there glancing down like he's practically trying to see through himself to where his feet are dangling over the edge of the access hole leading to the loft. Does he have the capacity for another breaking open of his emotions today? He doesn't know.]
I… yeah. [His eyes close, brows drawing together and he makes himself admit it, his head shaking back and forth in case the word doesn't come. It does come, but it's very quiet.] …No.
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I… yeah. [His eyes close, brows drawing together and he makes himself admit it, his head shaking back and forth in case the word doesn't come. It does come, but it's very quiet.] …No.