[He's still trying to concentrate on the moths, but if she's listening, she might hear a few scattered whispers while he tries to sort it out in his head. Something along the lines of how much it sucks to have someone hear your thoughts, and then, surprisingly...how much it must suck to have to listen to other people thinking.]
[He reaches over and drops an open palm on her head, the way Gilbert does to him when he's sick or upset. Just some reassuring dead weight, or something. He still can't actually look at her, but hopefully it's the start of an apology, anyway.]
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on 2012-04-27 02:10 am (UTC)[He reaches over and drops an open palm on her head, the way Gilbert does to him when he's sick or upset. Just some reassuring dead weight, or something. He still can't actually look at her, but hopefully it's the start of an apology, anyway.]
Yeah. It's definitely pretty overwhelming.