(She did ask for his take, don't remind her, but that's exactly why she's actually paying attention to Quentin Quire for once. The hand that holds the fork supports her face under her chin, and she...
Well. He makes a great point, but Sophie has never been team Let Kid Omega have some peace. To the contrary, actually. Perhaps it's the unconscious thought that she thinks he'd never purposefully hurt her, all things considered, but if that's a thought he wants, he has to fish deeper from their superficial convo; she has no energy to rehash or debate it right now.
Instead, listens, considers, wrinkles her nose as she processes it with, ugh, gross, some empathy in mind.)
/I see how you see it that way./
(She's trying so hard.)
/Look, from my point of view, I see this precious guy who has a lot on his plate, doesn't want to fuck up, and is scared he might. That sucks, and I don't know what to do to help./
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Well. He makes a great point, but Sophie has never been team Let Kid Omega have some peace. To the contrary, actually. Perhaps it's the unconscious thought that she thinks he'd never purposefully hurt her, all things considered, but if that's a thought he wants, he has to fish deeper from their superficial convo; she has no energy to rehash or debate it right now.
Instead, listens, considers, wrinkles her nose as she processes it with, ugh, gross, some empathy in mind.)
/I see how you see it that way./
(She's trying so hard.)
/Look, from my point of view, I see this precious guy who has a lot on his plate, doesn't want to fuck up, and is scared he might. That sucks, and I don't know what to do to help./