[John stays where he is -- he doesn't push, he doesn't try to approach. There's a perfect distance between them, leaving it up to her to close. He'll only give her a few microts to do so.
Because while all of that was true, it wouldn't mean anything when he got back to reality. The attachment would only hurt him more, in the end. If she doesn't opt to close the distance, he will widen it by folding his hands over one another, charts still carefully folded between his fingers.]
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[John stays where he is -- he doesn't push, he doesn't try to approach. There's a perfect distance between them, leaving it up to her to close. He'll only give her a few microts to do so.
Because while all of that was true, it wouldn't mean anything when he got back to reality. The attachment would only hurt him more, in the end. If she doesn't opt to close the distance, he will widen it by folding his hands over one another, charts still carefully folded between his fingers.]
Just do me a favor and...don't leave.