[She shakes her head (he's right, in that it doesn't change how it feels) before dropping it onto his shoulder after a few more seconds. Because of that, her next words are muffled, and clearly teary.]
I haven't heard it from anyone else.
[Not her parents. Not Evan. Maybe it's because of the circumstances, even more stressful here than they were back home, but she hasn't confessed this to anyone but him. As such...]
[It's another joke with a watery delivery; she laughs slightly as she leans away from him. She does have tear tracks running down her face, but it doesn't look like she's still crying.]
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I haven't heard it from anyone else.
[Not her parents. Not Evan. Maybe it's because of the circumstances, even more stressful here than they were back home, but she hasn't confessed this to anyone but him. As such...]
Thank you. Thank you, I... Seriously.
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so this is what it feels like, to say the right thing, to someone who needed to hear it.
senri rubs her back at that, letting a soft sigh escape him.]
... you don't need to thank me for being here for you, Zo.
It's a given. I... You can cry, if you want to. I won't tell anyone.
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After a few moments, though, in a thick voice that's trying for a joke:]
You're going to regret that part about not caring whether it's pretty when you see how my face looks.
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at that, he responds without hesitation:]
You always look like a daydream, Zo. Even when you're wearing the worst jacket in the universe.
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[It's another joke with a watery delivery; she laughs slightly as she leans away from him. She does have tear tracks running down her face, but it doesn't look like she's still crying.]
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Other girls my age are more like my fans, you know?
[but he will bring up a hand to try to wipe away some of those tear tracks with his thumb]
Did that help?
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[She doesn't move away as he runs his thumb over her cheeks, taking a deep breath instead.]
...Yeah. Thanks.