He nods and tries to smile like he's joking. "I kinda feel like I should apologize for makin' you do... this."
He flicks his free hand at her face in reference to the tears. Instead of setting it back on the countertop, he rests it with their other hands.
"I mean, not like you've gotta worry about it or anything--it's just us here. Anybody comes in, I'll throw 'em out."
That kind of callousness is something that he'd usually roll his eyes at coming from one of his friends, but this is important. As seldom as he comes close to crying, he knows well enough that it can feel pretty damn humiliating if people see.
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He flicks his free hand at her face in reference to the tears. Instead of setting it back on the countertop, he rests it with their other hands.
"I mean, not like you've gotta worry about it or anything--it's just us here. Anybody comes in, I'll throw 'em out."
That kind of callousness is something that he'd usually roll his eyes at coming from one of his friends, but this is important. As seldom as he comes close to crying, he knows well enough that it can feel pretty damn humiliating if people see.