--Your arm?! Saint Rella herself couldn't have done a finer job!
[He looks astounded, having already written it off as a likely lost cause. This was already better than he'd dared to hope, not that he had any right to expect anything, when he was the one who...
What should he say? How should he say it? He rubs the back of his neck and looks away, ashamed.]
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[He looks astounded, having already written it off as a likely lost cause. This was already better than he'd dared to hope, not that he had any right to expect anything, when he was the one who...
What should he say? How should he say it? He rubs the back of his neck and looks away, ashamed.]
Nao, I'm -- I'm really sorry. I truly am.