I'd say he's one of my best friends, if not my best friend overall, and—you should probably ask him about it. Yes. He says he doesn't know what it means, but I suspect he has guesses that he just... prefers not to talk about.
So much of his kindness seems reserved for quiet actions rather than words, but I've felt it is there, all the same, even if he won't quite admit that he does anything out of the ordinary.
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[ as much as he’s sure he’s different—she’s not, entirely. ]
He hears them. He didn’t listen like I did, I suppose.
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[ her fingers twist anxiously in her lap ]
I suppose I should ask him, then.
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[ she pauses. ]
I'd say he's one of my best friends, if not my best friend overall, and—you should probably ask him about it. Yes. He says he doesn't know what it means, but I suspect he has guesses that he just... prefers not to talk about.
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I hadn't realized. He always seems to keep people quietly at arm's length, so...
[ Is she envious? A little, she has to admit. ]
I'm glad to know that he has you, at least. And you him, for that matter.
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So much of his kindness seems reserved for quiet actions rather than words, but I've felt it is there, all the same, even if he won't quite admit that he does anything out of the ordinary.
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I think I can also start to see the resemblance now, though. Er, in personality, I mean; obviously you look quite similar.