[ well. that does explain some things when he says that, actually. they go quiet, staring at him, a flicker of understanding. ...right, because, they're not the only ones in a similar position. no, there's someone else. someone they both know. (alex voice: why are we the same person)
quietly, they step closer until they're by his side, holding a hand out. they don't touch him, not yet, just showing before they lightly touch his arm and look at his hand. he likely didn't hit it too much, but they're making sure he didn't bruise himself or anything. ]
...I know. I'm sorry, Jonas. [ and they mean that. because ] I do wish it could be different. [ it's a quiet admittance. ]
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quietly, they step closer until they're by his side, holding a hand out. they don't touch him, not yet, just showing before they lightly touch his arm and look at his hand. he likely didn't hit it too much, but they're making sure he didn't bruise himself or anything. ]
...I know. I'm sorry, Jonas. [ and they mean that. because ] I do wish it could be different. [ it's a quiet admittance. ]