[ Yeah, he'll hold her hands and just sort of stand there dumbly, mouth halfway open. He's thinking again, trying to untangle his mess of emotions that are in a huge knot to find the correct response. It's hard, though. He pulls the string one way and feels his emotions knot up even more, and if he pulls it another way, it only makes it worse to where he is not sure which string belongs to who anymore.
If that makes any sense.
He spits out the dumbest response, then does the dumbest thing: ]
I think I love you.
[ It takes him a moment to feel his heart sink, then he releases Jane's hands. He does what he does best.
And that's to turn on his heels and to take off running. ]
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[ Yeah, he'll hold her hands and just sort of stand there dumbly, mouth halfway open. He's thinking again, trying to untangle his mess of emotions that are in a huge knot to find the correct response. It's hard, though. He pulls the string one way and feels his emotions knot up even more, and if he pulls it another way, it only makes it worse to where he is not sure which string belongs to who anymore.
If that makes any sense.
He spits out the dumbest response, then does the dumbest thing: ]
I think I love you.
[ It takes him a moment to feel his heart sink, then he releases Jane's hands.
He does what he does best.
And that's to turn on his heels and to take off running. ]