[Lyrics provides him such graces that he does not deserve.]
N-no! No. [Anxious to reply correctly, words tumble out of Leo's mouth a little faster than his brain can form them.] No, er. I mean. Maybe? It depends. Um...
[Leonard's gaze drifts awkwardly away from Lyric's one eye to somewhere over her shoulder. His face is turning a blotchy pink.]
If-- if we're just kissing, a little, then maybe you should stop.
[The "because I'll want more" he is too ashamed to actually voice nevertheless hangs in the air. Even implying it has him unable to look at her.]
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N-no! No. [Anxious to reply correctly, words tumble out of Leo's mouth a little faster than his brain can form them.] No, er. I mean. Maybe? It depends. Um...
[Leonard's gaze drifts awkwardly away from Lyric's one eye to somewhere over her shoulder. His face is turning a blotchy pink.]
If-- if we're just kissing, a little, then maybe you should stop.
[The "because I'll want more" he is too ashamed to actually voice nevertheless hangs in the air. Even implying it has him unable to look at her.]