[The silence is its own pain. Oria was decisive with everything he ever did. So for him to be silent now. Sinclair bites his lip and shakes his head. That stings too in a way, but Sinclair keeps his gaze set stubbornly on the wall behind Oria]
N-no. It has nothing to do with us rooming together. I've...always felt this way. Long before this.
[And...he wants to keep having moments like this, but it wasn't--That wasn't. The words get tied up again]
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N-no. It has nothing to do with us rooming together. I've...always felt this way. Long before this.
[And...he wants to keep having moments like this, but it wasn't--That wasn't. The words get tied up again]