[Ah, the old staring at nothing to not cry trick, how familiar. Junpei pats him on the hand in what he hopes is a reassuring way and not, say, awkward and bumbling, then:]
Wait, what? [—oh!!] Oh, yeah, right. Got it.
[Sorry, he was so deep in his soulful little speech he forgot about wordplay for a second. He huffs out a noise that isn't quite a laugh, a release of nerves that have been pulled taut this whole time. He leans back with a sigh that's more of the same; somehow, it's Charles making this incredibly bad joke that makes him feel like things are getting back on track.]
Yeah, you're pretty much stuck with me, so, uh... good.
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Wait, what? [—oh!!] Oh, yeah, right. Got it.
[Sorry, he was so deep in his soulful little speech he forgot about wordplay for a second. He huffs out a noise that isn't quite a laugh, a release of nerves that have been pulled taut this whole time. He leans back with a sigh that's more of the same; somehow, it's Charles making this incredibly bad joke that makes him feel like things are getting back on track.]
Yeah, you're pretty much stuck with me, so, uh... good.