[ Help him. His reaction is delayed as his brain takes that extra moment to properly absorb her words and then his eyes are widening, fully awake. (And of course his cheeks are tinged with a blush now, too.) ]
Because it's the nice thing to do! [ He hugs his knees to his chest properly, see, he's making room for her.
A beat, because he might have just protested a little too much. ]
I wouldn't mind getting to sit together, though. But only if you want to...
[ Which, well. He wants to. Mostly because he has his goodbyes to say, even if he may or may not be explicit about what they really are in the moment. ]
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Because it's the nice thing to do! [ He hugs his knees to his chest properly, see, he's making room for her.
A beat, because he might have just protested a little too much. ]
I wouldn't mind getting to sit together, though. But only if you want to...
[ Which, well. He wants to. Mostly because he has his goodbyes to say, even if he may or may not be explicit about what they really are in the moment. ]