[ He did come here with a reason, didn't he? Comfort, in whatever form that would take. Only, now — now that would only look like manipulation, to ask for it. His ears sink miserably, and he shakes his head. Thinking up a plausible excuse sounds like the most difficult task he's ever faced, right about now, so he'll have to go with the second best route. ]
It's — not important. [ He's sort of edging back, in a general doorwards course. ]
no subject
It's — not important. [ He's sort of edging back, in a general doorwards course. ]