[Junpei scoffs and gives Charles another squeeze, like, good, he'd better not argue about either of those things.
Then he's quiet again, trying to let his thoughts settle and calm at the same time. This is... fine; this is an improvement.]
Anytime. [A beat.] I care about you, so... If you want to just sit for a while, that's fine.
[If he wants to sulk, that is; if he needs to mope, Junpei can sit here and wait. He knows pulling yourself out of a hole doesn't happen as instantaneously as you'd like, so just like when Charles had told him about his death, he's good to just be here.]
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Then he's quiet again, trying to let his thoughts settle and calm at the same time. This is... fine; this is an improvement.]
Anytime. [A beat.] I care about you, so... If you want to just sit for a while, that's fine.
[If he wants to sulk, that is; if he needs to mope, Junpei can sit here and wait. He knows pulling yourself out of a hole doesn't happen as instantaneously as you'd like, so just like when Charles had told him about his death, he's good to just be here.]