[Freddy looks at her straight on, as if trying to glean what her motive could be from sight alone. Just as well he thinks that's what it is, she doesn't want to be alone. He feels bad already for having to say so because much of what did follow Freddy from youth was a willingness to please.]
I can't...I gotta...
[He gestures to his own face with his hand, it's hard to convince someone everything's okay when the issue that caused his ugly mug in the first place is a work in progress.]
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I can't...I gotta...
[He gestures to his own face with his hand, it's hard to convince someone everything's okay when the issue that caused his ugly mug in the first place is a work in progress.]
But I said I'd walk ya.