[ Gentle as Angel and her words are, Petre still feels like he's being chastised, so he sulks accordingly. Eyes down, lips thinly pressed, curling his fingers into his palm. Yes, he's done those things, all because he resented Aoba for being so reticent, which caused a growing feedback or rejection, resentment, rejection. A ping-pong of tension that hadn't culminated in anything just yet. ]
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... I guess.
But I never said I'd eat him.