[She knows that, too. Not happy, but better, and maybe that's all she can hope for. It's not as though she can give him anything that would actally make him happy.]
I-- [She feels better around him, too, when they aren't fighting and making things worse, but she doesn't know how to put that into words. It feels like admitting too much, like she'd just be giving him hope that there could be more to them than this.
Instead, she just nods, offers him a smile and very lightly presses a kiss to his cheek, careful not to hurt him.]
Just try not to worry too much.
[It's a joke, just a little, because of course he's going to worry, that's just how he is, but maybe he can relax just a bit, enough to stop pushing friends away.]
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I-- [She feels better around him, too, when they aren't fighting and making things worse, but she doesn't know how to put that into words. It feels like admitting too much, like she'd just be giving him hope that there could be more to them than this.
Instead, she just nods, offers him a smile and very lightly presses a kiss to his cheek, careful not to hurt him.]
Just try not to worry too much.
[It's a joke, just a little, because of course he's going to worry, that's just how he is, but maybe he can relax just a bit, enough to stop pushing friends away.]