[he looks miserable, pale and wan and exhausted and completely resigned, but. he does give her a look when she enters, like. why the fuck are you here. get out of my room]
... You collapsed after the results and you weren't answering when I knocked, okay? [miss her with that look.] I wanted to see if you were, you know... holding up.
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... If that still doesn't work, though, she's just going to barge in. What's up, bruh. Hope you're looking more alive than Ann will be tomorrow.]
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[OKAY]
[he looks miserable, pale and wan and exhausted and completely resigned, but. he does give her a look when she enters, like. why the fuck are you here. get out of my room]
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externally:]
... You collapsed after the results and you weren't answering when I knocked, okay? [miss her with that look.] I wanted to see if you were, you know... holding up.
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. . . why do you care?
[he asks a bit dully]
Or do you still think I'm innocent?
[which. he guesses would be okay. but also, he thinks it would be very stupid of her to willfully blind herself to what Ann said]
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Like hell I do. You lost your shit back there.
[It was a hot mess of epic proportions. She's simultaneously impressed and disgusted.]
But you're still alive, and that means you're still one of us. Like it or not, I don't leave other people to rot in a ditch out of pettiness.