[It's only proper to give Fran her space when she chooses to participate in this particular activity— Balthier had barely given it a passing thought himself before handing his papers off to someone else, unused. On his best days, he was hesitant to admit his worries even to himself; writing them down was a step further than that, and not one he was interested in taking. He doesn't doubt it may come as a comfort to others, however, and when he sees that Fran is finished, he joins her with his arms folded in front of him, giving her a crooked but genuine smile.]
Nothing you wish to talk about, I take it.
[That, he supposes, was the whole point of this worrigami business.]
worrigami i, with room to segue into ii later
Nothing you wish to talk about, I take it.
[That, he supposes, was the whole point of this worrigami business.]
You always can, if you change your mind.