( for all of that worry in her eyes, it doesn't seem to do much good. maple's lip begins to wibble, holding back a sob as she rubs at her eyes with her hands to try and wipe away the tears. she shakes her head because, well, no, it isn't what she wants. what ends up coming out of her mouth is more along the lines of: )
You don't want to be here because of me... You hate me...
[Yet, she doesn't add. Rika smiles a little awkwardly, not sure of what to do in this situation.]
I just thought it would be rude of me to bother a girl when she's crying alone. But--
[She takes a few steps closer before she's at arms length.]
If you don't mind me staying, I can stay. [To which she brings her hand towards Maple's head, to pat it.] Pat, pat. Don't cry, don't cry. Do you want to talk about it?
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( for all of that worry in her eyes, it doesn't seem to do much good. maple's lip begins to wibble, holding back a sob as she rubs at her eyes with her hands to try and wipe away the tears. she shakes her head because, well, no, it isn't what she wants. what ends up coming out of her mouth is more along the lines of: )
You don't want to be here because of me... You hate me...
( > Maple's sadness increased. )
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[Yet, she doesn't add. Rika smiles a little awkwardly, not sure of what to do in this situation.]
I just thought it would be rude of me to bother a girl when she's crying alone. But--
[She takes a few steps closer before she's at arms length.]
If you don't mind me staying, I can stay. [To which she brings her hand towards Maple's head, to pat it.] Pat, pat. Don't cry, don't cry. Do you want to talk about it?