[He shrugs noncommittally.] I just [he's trying to stop himself] miss you, and I don't want to tell you that. But I talked to Una, and that made me feel better.
And worse.
But better.
[He grinds his knuckles into the palm of the other hand, standing there looking awkwardly at Dylan.] I would like the normal me back as well.
[Spam]
[He shrugs noncommittally.] I just [he's trying to stop himself] miss you, and I don't want to tell you that. But I talked to Una, and that made me feel better.
And worse.
But better.
[He grinds his knuckles into the palm of the other hand, standing there looking awkwardly at Dylan.] I would like the normal me back as well.