[This game is literally just Have A Taste Of Your Own Medicine You Fool: The Extended Experience.
He is absolutely a gloomy guy though, damn. But it appears Mandricardo's attempt to bring some levity into the situation works at least a little, since he's able to leave at least the heaviest of that surge of self-loathing to the side for the time being. JUST TWO FRIENDS GENTLY LEANING AGAINST EACH OTHER IN FRONT OF THE SKATE RINK the NPCs are probably waggling their brows as they skate by...
There's a beat but he eventually straightens his posture back up again, pulling away from Mandricardo and the comfort there, if only by a little. Just so he can look him in the eye, even though it feels a bit like he's saying impossible things.]
...I suppose it is. I hope that I can return the kindness that you've shown me, someday. Properly. I'm not sure I'll be able to, but- [...] -I'll give it all that I have.
[He's still torn, he still wants to push Mandricardo away, but... that little selfish part of him that wants happiness for himself figures he might as well do things right if he's going to stick around. "I'm sorry" is on the tip of his tongue again, but he bites it back for now.]
...Shall we skate, then? I think I've taken up quite enough of our time with this.
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He is absolutely a gloomy guy though, damn. But it appears Mandricardo's attempt to bring some levity into the situation works at least a little, since he's able to leave at least the heaviest of that surge of self-loathing to the side for the time being. JUST TWO FRIENDS GENTLY LEANING AGAINST EACH OTHER IN FRONT OF THE SKATE RINK the NPCs are probably waggling their brows as they skate by...
There's a beat but he eventually straightens his posture back up again, pulling away from Mandricardo and the comfort there, if only by a little. Just so he can look him in the eye, even though it feels a bit like he's saying impossible things.]
...I suppose it is. I hope that I can return the kindness that you've shown me, someday. Properly. I'm not sure I'll be able to, but- [...] -I'll give it all that I have.
[He's still torn, he still wants to push Mandricardo away, but... that little selfish part of him that wants happiness for himself figures he might as well do things right if he's going to stick around. "I'm sorry" is on the tip of his tongue again, but he bites it back for now.]
...Shall we skate, then? I think I've taken up quite enough of our time with this.