[ Is Inigo trying to talk? Are these his death throes? Who knows, it sounds like it could be either, since the letter he's repeating kind of sounds like he's just letting out a death gurgle. RIP Inigo, killed by awkward friendship.
But even though it suddenly feels so hard to even do something as simple as speak, he finally manages to do so after a few moments, his face still as red as a tomato. ]
H-How c-can you say all that?! Y-You can't be that nice to me, you're going to m-make me feel bad!
[ PLEASE, MAN. HE NEVER HAD TO DO THIS BEFORE!! BE GENTLE WITH HIM. ]
okay i'm done
[ Is Inigo trying to talk? Are these his death throes? Who knows, it sounds like it could be either, since the letter he's repeating kind of sounds like he's just letting out a death gurgle. RIP Inigo, killed by awkward friendship.
But even though it suddenly feels so hard to even do something as simple as speak, he finally manages to do so after a few moments, his face still as red as a tomato. ]
H-How c-can you say all that?! Y-You can't be that nice to me, you're going to m-make me feel bad!
[ PLEASE, MAN. HE NEVER HAD TO DO THIS BEFORE!! BE GENTLE WITH HIM. ]