That laugh really isn't all that comforting. Like. Not even a little. It creeps cold down her spine and into her chest from the back tugging her lips into the small bow of a confused frown, even as she follows him into the room a second time. The words that follow up on that even less help to cement the answer as being right.
"Are you sure? Not that you don't have to be--" That might be a little deprecating, because she's not sure about how polite it is to point out, to someone you hardly know. Who just finished hugging you and bringing you into their hours. "--but you, uh, don't exactly sound it?"
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Date: 2018-01-22 03:37 am (UTC)"Are you sure? Not that you don't have to be--" That might be a little deprecating, because she's not sure about how polite it is to point out, to someone you hardly know. Who just finished hugging you and bringing you into their hours. "--but you, uh, don't exactly sound it?"