[ Trahearne winces. Visibly! Not internally this time.
He exhales, more like a sigh to calm his buzz of nerves, and gently places a hand on Syrlya's shoulder to guide him to the poster for contestant #11.
He scans his own writing again--little embarrassed that "He's beautiful" is now out there for all to see. That's definitely his personal (but still very factual) opinion. ]
...It was difficult to find the words to describe just how incredible you are.
[ He still doesn't know if he did Syrlya justice. But. He tears his eyes from the board and looks between the two of them, at once nervous and apologetic. ]
I'm sorry. I did not realise this would earn your ire. If...if it offers you any peace of mind, I'm willing to place all my coins on you to remove you from contention. [ It's the same offer, other way around. Not like he had any plans to use his coins anyway. ]
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He exhales, more like a sigh to calm his buzz of nerves, and gently places a hand on Syrlya's shoulder to guide him to the poster for contestant #11.
He scans his own writing again--little embarrassed that "He's beautiful" is now out there for all to see. That's definitely his personal (but still very factual) opinion. ]
...It was difficult to find the words to describe just how incredible you are.
[ He still doesn't know if he did Syrlya justice. But. He tears his eyes from the board and looks between the two of them, at once nervous and apologetic. ]
I'm sorry. I did not realise this would earn your ire. If...if it offers you any peace of mind, I'm willing to place all my coins on you to remove you from contention. [ It's the same offer, other way around. Not like he had any plans to use his coins anyway. ]