[he flashes her another smile at that, though it still doesn't quite reach his eyes. oh, Tifa. if you only knew. which is why he's keeping his fucking mouth shut, more or less. better to stick to the half-truths and lies of omission than to let her see him and decide to turn on him, and never mind the fact that, God, he'd love for someone to know him]
[regardless, when the look fades finally and in entirety, he nods] I'll keep that in mind. [a pause follows, a moment of hesitation, really, and then he adds:] And for what it's worth, I'm sorry for the ... [the misunderstanding? hurting her? not being able to trust her like he wants to? something]
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[regardless, when the look fades finally and in entirety, he nods] I'll keep that in mind. [a pause follows, a moment of hesitation, really, and then he adds:] And for what it's worth, I'm sorry for the ... [the misunderstanding? hurting her? not being able to trust her like he wants to? something]