...How the hell is he supposed to respond to that?
Gojyo rubs his face. It could be interpreted as brushing away tears, although that's not the case - Gojyo doesn't cry easily.
How the hell is he supposed to respond to that? He doesn't even know what his emotions are doing. It doesn't occur to him to even suspect that Jedao might be embellishing things.
"So, that's something to think about," Jedao murmurs, when the silence makes it clear that something has gotten through the reflexive shield of self-abnegation.
"I hope you'll call me if there's anything else I can answer."
But he finishes his drink and stands up, intending to retreat while he's ahead and leave Gojyo pondering that.
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Gojyo rubs his face. It could be interpreted as brushing away tears, although that's not the case - Gojyo doesn't cry easily.
How the hell is he supposed to respond to that? He doesn't even know what his emotions are doing. It doesn't occur to him to even suspect that Jedao might be embellishing things.
He downs the remainder of his glass.
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"So, that's something to think about," Jedao murmurs, when the silence makes it clear that something has gotten through the reflexive shield of self-abnegation.
"I hope you'll call me if there's anything else I can answer."
But he finishes his drink and stands up, intending to retreat while he's ahead and leave Gojyo pondering that.
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He doesn't stop him from leaving. Just refills his glass again.