[Okay. There we are. As soon as the two of you are seated, Kaz closes the very small gap between you two and threads his hand through one of yours.]
Okay.
[Kaz knows this. After all, he'd made a carelessly bad call not too long ago himself. He wants to press, because there's more and he knows it. But another time, perhaps.]
I'm not going to ask what happened, but it opened your eyes to something, whatever it was. Talk to me.
[To punctuate that, he's pulling you closer. He clings when it's serious talking time, you know this.]
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Okay.
[Kaz knows this. After all, he'd made a carelessly bad call not too long ago himself. He wants to press, because there's more and he knows it. But another time, perhaps.]
I'm not going to ask what happened, but it opened your eyes to something, whatever it was. Talk to me.
[To punctuate that, he's pulling you closer. He clings when it's serious talking time, you know this.]