[His smile fades, and he sits up straighter, glancing toward her. His eyes flick over her face, taking her in at a glance to try to read her feelings, to get a sense of where she's coming from. Regret...?
In the span of a second, he takes in her posture and body language, too, filing it all away to compile a nonverbal picture along with what she's saying.]
Was it that bad?
[For now, he just lets that smile return, trying to defuse whatever tension might arise with humor.]
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[His smile fades, and he sits up straighter, glancing toward her. His eyes flick over her face, taking her in at a glance to try to read her feelings, to get a sense of where she's coming from. Regret...?
In the span of a second, he takes in her posture and body language, too, filing it all away to compile a nonverbal picture along with what she's saying.]
Was it that bad?
[For now, he just lets that smile return, trying to defuse whatever tension might arise with humor.]