[his head dips a moment, feeling a bit self-conscious.] It's fine. But I'll make a better one, too... [so that sad-looking thing has something to look even sadder next to he doesn't seem like a cruddy gift-maker? something like that.
he folds his arms on the table, almost dropping his head against them, but thinking against it. he's not bored, just...all craned out, certain they'd just get sadder if he went on trying with an audience.
his mouth quirks for a second, thinking on how strange it is to be sitting around playing with paper after all that's been said and done up to then.]
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that sad-looking thing has something to look even sadder next tohe doesn't seem like a cruddy gift-maker? something like that.he folds his arms on the table, almost dropping his head against them, but thinking against it. he's not bored, just...all craned out, certain they'd just get sadder if he went on trying with an audience.
his mouth quirks for a second, thinking on how strange it is to be sitting around playing with paper after all that's been said and done up to then.]