( Mock affronted, wide eyes, a hand coming up to touch his chest. ) Ah, Nanami, I'm not that kind of girl. ( A fluttering of eyelashes, as playful as a razor's edge. ) And I'm very unlikely to knock anybody up.
( Besides which, he is a paranoid bastard. It's almost funny. Maybe he's a little envious of his old friend, knowing that he would never be able to put aside his own thoughts long enough to relax. )
You're harder on yourself than you need to be. Maybe you do need to be less alone.
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( Mock affronted, wide eyes, a hand coming up to touch his chest. ) Ah, Nanami, I'm not that kind of girl. ( A fluttering of eyelashes, as playful as a razor's edge. ) And I'm very unlikely to knock anybody up.
( Besides which, he is a paranoid bastard. It's almost funny. Maybe he's a little envious of his old friend, knowing that he would never be able to put aside his own thoughts long enough to relax. )
You're harder on yourself than you need to be. Maybe you do need to be less alone.