—— the last thing he wanted was
for her to feel guilty; there was no
reason that she should .
in an attempt to lighten the mood ,
he randomly says,
" it's beautiful out here. "
" I believe you! "
almost as if he is shrugging it all
off , positivity returns as quickly as
it had left. a touch of reassurance is
given, yes man's claw brushing over
her shoulder .
——
—— " do not worry about me.
I know that you are doing your
best! "
yes man turns forward again,
" whatever makes you happy —
that is all that truly matters to me !
there is no need to feel bad about
anything. "
——
we’re a collective, buddy. I think one of us created a splinter in reality and it caused all of us to exist.
at least that’s the best explanation I can give.