[ All of that... checks out. It really does. While Byleth speaks to him, Corrin lays back against the sofa with his eyes fixed on the ceiling of his treehouse, all the while his lips are still tightly pulled into their pout, cheeks visibly flustered. ]
I ... I'm not mad at you. [ he's decided. just now. Byleth's words were good. he's teetering on the edge of forgiveness. oh, but was he though?? what the hell was going on in his head? he had no idea what this emotion was. does the afterlife make you experience new emotions. clearly what must be what is happening. ] I--
[ His pout scrunches into a wobbly, awkward smile when he catches a glance of Byleth outstretching his arms like that. Corrin was SO bad at being grumpy. So bad at it. He was at war with his smile to stop it twitching up into a shape he very much didn't want it to be! He was so mad! Kinda! More concerned than anything! And above all else: ridiculously charmed by this ridiculous man!! He erupts into a snort and turns his blushing face away, patting the empty space at the sofa next to him. ]
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I ... I'm not mad at you. [ he's decided. just now. Byleth's words were good. he's teetering on the edge of forgiveness. oh, but was he though?? what the hell was going on in his head? he had no idea what this emotion was. does the afterlife make you experience new emotions. clearly what must be what is happening. ] I--
[ His pout scrunches into a wobbly, awkward smile when he catches a glance of Byleth outstretching his arms like that. Corrin was SO bad at being grumpy. So bad at it. He was at war with his smile to stop it twitching up into a shape he very much didn't want it to be! He was so mad! Kinda! More concerned than anything! And above all else: ridiculously charmed by this ridiculous man!! He erupts into a snort and turns his blushing face away, patting the empty space at the sofa next to him. ]
I agree. Now get over here.