[What he does is what he always does, automatically, because it's so easy to fall back on without overthinking, and because he does feel she deserves it anyway after that:]
. . . Sorry.
[Slowly, shyly, he makes his way over to her once he's free and has his sight back. Let's get out of that circle, thanks a ton. He moves like a wary but hopeful cat, sidling up step by awkward step, not looking directly at her. God, that had sucked.
Now that he can see, he gets a good look at her costume for the first time tonight and is glad he didn't know she was wearing that when he had to kiss her. Whoa?! What the hell! That's not fair! Be dressed up in a stupid animal onesie or something!]
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. . . Sorry.
[Slowly, shyly, he makes his way over to her once he's free and has his sight back. Let's get out of that circle, thanks a ton. He moves like a wary but hopeful cat, sidling up step by awkward step, not looking directly at her. God, that had sucked.
Now that he can see, he gets a good look at her costume for the first time tonight and is glad he didn't know she was wearing that when he had to kiss her. Whoa?! What the hell! That's not fair! Be dressed up in a stupid animal onesie or something!]