Man. Maybe it's been long enough now since The Encounter for some of his thoughts to have started sorting themselves out, because suddenly he just has this...wad of things he wants to tell Silvally. (And, of course, he can't. And, you know, he might never get to.)
(His face falls again without him really realizing it.)
(How did Lillie ever get over this uncertainty? He should know how. But, how?)
Gladion is thinking, solemnly for a first few moments with his eyes on the table, then restlessly for a few moments more with his gaze roaming anywhere but Ingo's face. Brain Lillie is back, and she's suggested that he say what he's feeling, and he's fighting with himself about it.]
I, uh. [When you fight with yourself, every victory is also a defeat, and vice versa. He looks uncomfortable uncomfortable, though thankfully not in a dire-situation way.] I don't know if - I'm not sure if I tru- no. Uh.
[His ears are turning red. He doesn't expect Ingo to laugh, but also....like......please don't laugh.......]
I - honestly - my judgment on the matter. Not too confident in it. I guess. I - think I know how she'd react to things, but figuring out the right thing to do, that's more...
[He. Shrugs, as if to dismiss the whole thing, but it's clearly out of embarrassment because come the fuck on now. He's so torn because it does, in fact, feel kind of good in a gross way to air an insecurity like that, but also it kind of feels bad as hell too and Lillie are you sure this is what makes you less cringe.]
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Man. Maybe it's been long enough now since The Encounter for some of his thoughts to have started sorting themselves out, because suddenly he just has this...wad of things he wants to tell Silvally. (And, of course, he can't. And, you know, he might never get to.)
(His face falls again without him really realizing it.)
(How did Lillie ever get over this uncertainty? He should know how. But, how?)
Gladion is thinking, solemnly for a first few moments with his eyes on the table, then restlessly for a few moments more with his gaze roaming anywhere but Ingo's face. Brain Lillie is back, and she's suggested that he say what he's feeling, and he's fighting with himself about it.]
I, uh. [When you fight with yourself, every victory is also a defeat, and vice versa. He looks uncomfortable uncomfortable, though thankfully not in a dire-situation way.] I don't know if - I'm not sure if I tru- no. Uh.
[His ears are turning red. He doesn't expect Ingo to laugh, but also....like......please don't laugh.......]
I - honestly - my judgment on the matter. Not too confident in it. I guess. I - think I know how she'd react to things, but figuring out the right thing to do, that's more...
[He. Shrugs, as if to dismiss the whole thing, but it's clearly out of embarrassment because come the fuck on now. He's so torn because it does, in fact, feel kind of good in a gross way to air an insecurity like that, but also it kind of feels bad as hell too and Lillie are you sure this is what makes you less cringe.]