[Oh. Sinclair blinks, heat rising in his cheeks as Oria's words sink in.
Oh.
He hadn't noticed at all. But then, Oria hadn't wanted him to notice and maybe Sinclair had blinded himself a little to it, unwilling to believe Oria could like him the same way. He swallows and presses their foreheads together]
That is a terrible thing to do to people. [His own keen sense of morality had lead to the opposite; he played dumb and made it so he didn't notice anyone who approached him because he knew he had feelings for someone else. ]
...but I must be a terrible person myself, because knowing you were thinking of me makes me happy. [He gives a little wry smile. He's definitely a not good person at all. He's far too selfish.] Is me loving you such a bad thing?
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Oh.
He hadn't noticed at all. But then, Oria hadn't wanted him to notice and maybe Sinclair had blinded himself a little to it, unwilling to believe Oria could like him the same way. He swallows and presses their foreheads together]
That is a terrible thing to do to people. [His own keen sense of morality had lead to the opposite; he played dumb and made it so he didn't notice anyone who approached him because he knew he had feelings for someone else. ]
...but I must be a terrible person myself, because knowing you were thinking of me makes me happy. [He gives a little wry smile. He's definitely a not good person at all. He's far too selfish.] Is me loving you such a bad thing?