[ She opens her mouth to say something, turning to look at him for a moment...and then away just as quickly, looking incredibly guilty. She feels terrible about it all.
It feels wrong, but she can't help it. Which only proves to distress her further, the frown tugging at the corner of her lips as she wrings her hands. ]
I don't...know?
[ She stands quite suddenly. She felt like a mess. A bad person? Insincere? She didn't know, but she had to move before she exploded from all the feelings welling up. She doesn't leave the room, she just paces a bit, her face hot.
For the most part she seems lost in thought. Wringing her hands ever so often, or fiddling with her hair. Just nervous little habits as she tries to bury all these feelings where the sun doesn't shine. ]
Does this make me...a bad person? [ It's more to herself than to him. ]
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It feels wrong, but she can't help it. Which only proves to distress her further, the frown tugging at the corner of her lips as she wrings her hands. ]
I don't...know?
[ She stands quite suddenly. She felt like a mess. A bad person? Insincere? She didn't know, but she had to move before she exploded from all the feelings welling up. She doesn't leave the room, she just paces a bit, her face hot.
For the most part she seems lost in thought. Wringing her hands ever so often, or fiddling with her hair. Just nervous little habits as she tries to bury all these feelings where the sun doesn't shine. ]
Does this make me...a bad person? [ It's more to herself than to him. ]