Maybe he realised, a little late, how maybe lonely--? Pathetic? Kind of sad? It sounded to admit he hasn't had friends outside his... er. Cult. For several years, now.
He looks embarrassed as his gaze cuts away, then back.
"I'm sorry, you don't have to obligate yourself to such a chore. I'm... managing, aren't I?" god, he hopes so.
"I'll be 30 next month, so. I think I'm just not as good at socializing as I used to be."
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Maybe he realised, a little late, how maybe lonely--? Pathetic? Kind of sad? It sounded to admit he hasn't had friends outside his... er. Cult. For several years, now.
He looks embarrassed as his gaze cuts away, then back.
"I'm sorry, you don't have to obligate yourself to such a chore. I'm... managing, aren't I?" god, he hopes so.
"I'll be 30 next month, so. I think I'm just not as good at socializing as I used to be."