I don't think about the things I say I just say them. I mean, sometimes I think about it, because I'm not a goddamn robot of witticism, but the point is I open my mouth and the first thing I think of just comes flying out. Jesus, I wasn't trying to cause any harm!
[He takes a deep breath, trying to actually mull this over, for once.]
Would it help if I said I was sorry? For...objectifying you, and butting into your personal business, and being all-around inappropriate? I mean it, I'm sorry, alright!
[She's silent for a long moment after he's done talking, trying to mull this over, herself. It sounds like a genuine apology--he's listing everything he's done wrong rather than just saying "sorry" to get her to stop yelling. And honestly, she's surprised he's apologizing at all, especially sincerely.
Tifa exhales slowly, biting her lip on her side of the tablet.]
It helps.
[Her voice is quieter now, something hesitant and uncertain in it.]
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[Oh my god what is this what is happening he wasn't prepared for a verbal smackdown tonight.]
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Why? How is it automatic?
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[He takes a deep breath, trying to actually mull this over, for once.]
Would it help if I said I was sorry? For...objectifying you, and butting into your personal business, and being all-around inappropriate? I mean it, I'm sorry, alright!
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Tifa exhales slowly, biting her lip on her side of the tablet.]
It helps.
[Her voice is quieter now, something hesitant and uncertain in it.]
You won't do it again, right?
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[Nathan's whole body seems to deflate. He feels winded, all of a sudden.]
But I'll make a conscious effort. Sorted?
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...Thanks.