[ Rubbing the back of his head, he stands, his brows still furrowed with worry - a default by now, honestly - and his lips quirked up just a little. The face is quite humorous; compared to her gleeful enthusiasm, he's the very definition of the glass half full. ]
I think you're exaggerating there, just a little. [ Crossing the space between him and the downed tree, he tilts his head at her. ] What were you even gonna do if no one else came along?
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I think you're exaggerating there, just a little. [ Crossing the space between him and the downed tree, he tilts his head at her. ] What were you even gonna do if no one else came along?