[Asuna looks back at him, surprised for a moment -- not at the sentiment, which she thought would come sooner or later, but rather that it came sooner -- before she smiles. She squeezes his hand back, then leans into his back. Her free arm hugs him, tightly.]
It's okay. It's...
[As tempting as it feels to say that more, it feels like the wrong thing. She might downplay it, or make it like it hadn't hurt. So instead, she squeezes his hand back.]
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It's okay. It's...
[As tempting as it feels to say that more, it feels like the wrong thing. She might downplay it, or make it like it hadn't hurt. So instead, she squeezes his hand back.]
[Apology accepted.]
It's okay.