[He shakes his head, shoving away the longing, the tiny, tiny bit of homesickness - he can't effort letting himself weighted down by that at as well. Not when there was no changing the fact that he likely wouldn't be returning there.
So yeah... he just had to. get a grip on himself. And relax a little.
His shoulders slouch down a bit, his hands disappearing into his coat pockets as he shakes his head again.]
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So yeah... he just had to. get a grip on himself. And relax a little.
His shoulders slouch down a bit, his hands disappearing into his coat pockets as he shakes his head again.]
No, it's okay.