[ What begins as a huffy pout of protest quickly turns to quiet sympathy, as Grell watches him struggle. Gripping onto the armrest of her seat, as she resists the urge to help him! ]
I'm not mocking you, I-- [ SIGH. ] I was worried, you know. That's all. [ Fidgeting, she contemplates quietly moving closer. Perhaps he wouldn't notice. ] Won't you tell me what happened?
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I'm not mocking you, I-- [ SIGH. ] I was worried, you know. That's all. [ Fidgeting, she contemplates quietly moving closer. Perhaps he wouldn't notice. ] Won't you tell me what happened?