For all the things he's feeling right now that he can't put a name to, will never be able to put a name to, her question throws him. He's never been asked that before. (He's never shared this much before, that anyone would have a cause to ask him.)
Amos' lips part, and his voice dies in his throat immediately. All of the self-doubt and confused feelings about what Himeka actually is to him now have been replaced with bafflement.
He closes his mouth. Looks down. The gulf is in his peripheral vision. Back at Himeka. ]
Better than... me.
[ Shouldn't that be obvious? He doesn't get how that isn't obvious. ]
I'm not a good person. [ It's stated plainly, emotionless. He's just laying out the facts now. ] Just doesn't come naturally.
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For all the things he's feeling right now that he can't put a name to, will never be able to put a name to, her question throws him. He's never been asked that before. (He's never shared this much before, that anyone would have a cause to ask him.)
Amos' lips part, and his voice dies in his throat immediately. All of the self-doubt and confused feelings about what Himeka actually is to him now have been replaced with bafflement.
He closes his mouth. Looks down. The gulf is in his peripheral vision. Back at Himeka. ]
Better than... me.
[ Shouldn't that be obvious? He doesn't get how that isn't obvious. ]
I'm not a good person. [ It's stated plainly, emotionless. He's just laying out the facts now. ] Just doesn't come naturally.