[Being questioned, however innocently, makes Ggio frown a little. He would never understand this very human need to explain actions or feelings with words.
But he isn't truly angry, and sighs gently as he sits sideways to face Tom, pressing right against him. Clearly, Ggio had to fit into the space right next to Tom rather than occupy the rest of the couch.]
Things are okay, I guess. [Said carefully, still wary and unsure about talking about these kinds of things, even if it had gotten easier.]
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[Being questioned, however innocently, makes Ggio frown a little. He would never understand this very human need to explain actions or feelings with words.
But he isn't truly angry, and sighs gently as he sits sideways to face Tom, pressing right against him. Clearly, Ggio had to fit into the space right next to Tom rather than occupy the rest of the couch.]
Things are okay, I guess. [Said carefully, still wary and unsure about talking about these kinds of things, even if it had gotten easier.]