[He remembers. And he still doesn't necessarily feel as if he need an apology, but it would be an insult to her to brush her off.]
I accept your apology.
[He smiles just slightly.]
I think most of the others would have been willing to overlook my preferences on the matter, in the end, anyway. So I'm glad they decided to listen to Sandalphon. Even if I die tomorrow I'm...
["I'm happy" is what he'd usually say. But how can he say that after what just happened? He turns around again, not trusting his own coping mechanisms not to fail him.]
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[He remembers. And he still doesn't necessarily feel as if he need an apology, but it would be an insult to her to brush her off.]
I accept your apology.
[He smiles just slightly.]
I think most of the others would have been willing to overlook my preferences on the matter, in the end, anyway. So I'm glad they decided to listen to Sandalphon. Even if I die tomorrow I'm...
["I'm happy" is what he'd usually say. But how can he say that after what just happened? He turns around again, not trusting his own coping mechanisms not to fail him.]
Relieved.
[It's a safer word. Less of a lie.]