[ he furrows his eyebrows a little, but nods. feeling lots of things- he gets that. he gets it a lot. ]
Okay.
...sorry.
[either way, because he knows in some shape or form it does have to do with him, even if he can't put his finger on it.]
I'll give you some space to think.
[he climbs out of bed carefully, adjusting his shirt as he stands. he does one slow stretch of his arms up as he does so, glancing at her before he heads out of the room so he can go do some stretches on her yoga mat.]
no subject
Okay.
...sorry.
[either way, because he knows in some shape or form it does have to do with him, even if he can't put his finger on it.]
I'll give you some space to think.
[he climbs out of bed carefully, adjusting his shirt as he stands. he does one slow stretch of his arms up as he does so, glancing at her before he heads out of the room so he can go do some stretches on her yoga mat.]