[ Ange is merciful enough to not point out the fact that he doesn't sound too sure.
These kinds of things can be a struggle, after all, and Zib having complicated feelings about it is entirely natural. She won't blame him for that. Instead Ange stares for a moment at him, seeming to think, before she asks: ]
Do you want me to come with you?
[ She purposefully leaves the question very open, so he can give whatever answer. If he'd rather do it by himself, she gets that.
But who knows, maybe Zib feels like he could use someone there. Everyone's needs are different when it comes to this, right? Ange of all people gets that. ]
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These kinds of things can be a struggle, after all, and Zib having complicated feelings about it is entirely natural. She won't blame him for that. Instead Ange stares for a moment at him, seeming to think, before she asks: ]
Do you want me to come with you?
[ She purposefully leaves the question very open, so he can give whatever answer. If he'd rather do it by himself, she gets that.
But who knows, maybe Zib feels like he could use someone there. Everyone's needs are different when it comes to this, right? Ange of all people gets that. ]