[Oh. Well that was straightforward. That's... that's cool and neat.
Grant shifts in place, hoping Felix can't tell how his stomach just dropped. There was, obviously, a fair bit of information in that card, two-thirds of it positive. But, of course, it was that last third that Grant hasn't been able to stop thinking about.]
If you... want to hate me, then... I mean, why?
[He presses his lips together, keeping himself from saying anything else, like "what did I do", that Felix might consider a waste of time.]
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Grant shifts in place, hoping Felix can't tell how his stomach just dropped. There was, obviously, a fair bit of information in that card, two-thirds of it positive. But, of course, it was that last third that Grant hasn't been able to stop thinking about.]
If you... want to hate me, then... I mean, why?
[He presses his lips together, keeping himself from saying anything else, like "what did I do", that Felix might consider a waste of time.]