[ He has to pause. To get his thoughts in order. She doesn't need his permission, right? And he shouldn't expect her to starve. Especially when he's not around. Why should he be worked up about it? He is, though. It feels off. Like someone's socked him in the gut or something. Just a feeling of... what? Disappointment? He rubs the back of his head with a frown. ]
...It's not like I'm the only source, I guess. [ He mutters, still trying to get his thoughts in order. ]
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[ He has to pause. To get his thoughts in order. She doesn't need his permission, right? And he shouldn't expect her to starve. Especially when he's not around. Why should he be worked up about it? He is, though. It feels off. Like someone's socked him in the gut or something. Just a feeling of... what? Disappointment? He rubs the back of his head with a frown. ]
...It's not like I'm the only source, I guess. [ He mutters, still trying to get his thoughts in order. ]
But I'm here now.