[Azul watches her leave, and he realizes he must have been staring in the direction she left for a while now as Jade suddenly grasps his shoulder.]
"Is something the matter?"
[Azul opens his mouth, but then closes it, shaking his head.]
No, it's fine. We've done enough standing around, I need you and Floyd to get started on cleaning up the mess that wretched beast left behind. I'm going to see about bringing the rest of our classmates now that it's safe again.
[So he leaves his two friends behind to do that, but once he is well and truly alone, his pace slows to a stop as he catches sight of a mirror. Glancing at his expression, he thinks he finally knows what this feeling was that he was dealing with.
And this feeling is that he is so fucked now when it comes to holding up his end of the deal he had made to help Evangeline find a date, because now it's easier to imagine himself in that position instead. Because he likes her. He really likes her, in fact, he finds himself thinking.
And that's a bad thing, because despite her request to think better of himself here, his first immediate thought is that he is not qualified to be the person who gets to be dating her. Not when the mere idea of her seeing what he really looks like is enough to leave a bad taste in his mouth, because she may have those kinds of taste, but his octomer form is still very ugly in comparison to most merpeople, he thinks. She'll probably be disappointed once she finally finds out about that.
He's glad he's alone, because honestly it's tempting to cry in frustration at the realization here, but he manages to suck it up and move on. He's got a job to do.
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"Is something the matter?"
[Azul opens his mouth, but then closes it, shaking his head.]
No, it's fine. We've done enough standing around, I need you and Floyd to get started on cleaning up the mess that wretched beast left behind. I'm going to see about bringing the rest of our classmates now that it's safe again.
[So he leaves his two friends behind to do that, but once he is well and truly alone, his pace slows to a stop as he catches sight of a mirror. Glancing at his expression, he thinks he finally knows what this feeling was that he was dealing with.
And this feeling is that he is so fucked now when it comes to holding up his end of the deal he had made to help Evangeline find a date, because now it's easier to imagine himself in that position instead. Because he likes her. He really likes her, in fact, he finds himself thinking.
And that's a bad thing, because despite her request to think better of himself here, his first immediate thought is that he is not qualified to be the person who gets to be dating her. Not when the mere idea of her seeing what he really looks like is enough to leave a bad taste in his mouth, because she may have those kinds of taste, but his octomer form is still very ugly in comparison to most merpeople, he thinks. She'll probably be disappointed once she finally finds out about that.
He's glad he's alone, because honestly it's tempting to cry in frustration at the realization here, but he manages to suck it up and move on. He's got a job to do.
He'll worry about this later.]