[ Helios manages to curb his sputtering. But the tea he just fixed himself makes him choke a little, as he takes a sip. He is just going to cough for a good moment or two. Clearing his throat he gives Syre a fleeting glance. He was so stupid not to see it before now. It was almost something like what happened with him and Robert. Oh dear. He just...wasn't sure, but words like those were seldom said by people who were just friends. ] Ah. S-Syre...
[ Oh gods. How does he even approach this subject. He is so very terrible at this sort of thing. He will set her cup of tea down and take a seat across from her then. He shifts, visibly uncomfortable and otherwise trying to put into words what he wants to say. ] Um. By that, you-you mean...
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[ Oh gods. How does he even approach this subject. He is so very terrible at this sort of thing. He will set her cup of tea down and take a seat across from her then. He shifts, visibly uncomfortable and otherwise trying to put into words what he wants to say. ] Um. By that, you-you mean...