[ He's about to speak up - about how sure, he gets that he's angry at the train a lot, and maybe he isn't the best person to be bringing this up. That it's weird, invasive what he's suggesting, and would he want someone going around in his head who didn't know what they were doing? The words are in the break of his throat, on the tip of his tongue, his lips; the persuasion he's ready to give, except -
Except the train speaks first, and he holds in that fraction of movement that was to lead into more. Staring at the screen until the relief can kick in, letting go of that tension in him. ]
Thanks. [ He goes quiet, knowing he could end it there, but. ] ... Tell us if there's anything you don't like the sound of. But we'll do what we can - with you.
[ It's the most reassurance Tidus thinks he can offer right now, awkward about this - about even being reassuring, but.
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Except the train speaks first, and he holds in that fraction of movement that was to lead into more. Staring at the screen until the relief can kick in, letting go of that tension in him. ]
Thanks. [ He goes quiet, knowing he could end it there, but. ] ... Tell us if there's anything you don't like the sound of. But we'll do what we can - with you.
[ It's the most reassurance Tidus thinks he can offer right now, awkward about this - about even being reassuring, but.
Whatever, he's hitting send. And nerds will nerd. ]