[ When she realizes where Giorno's going with this, Riley feels it. A heavy lump, sitting in her throat. Her? Not selfish? She tries to open her mouth to tell him he's wrong, but nothing comes out. It distracts her, and she doesn't realize her eyes are brimming until Giorno blurs into green watercolor against the backdrop of her apartment.
She blinks quickly to hide it. She probably doesn't do a very good job. ]
That, uh. [ It's so much. His praise, it's almost too heavy. ] You... Wow.
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She blinks quickly to hide it. She probably doesn't do a very good job. ]
That, uh. [ It's so much. His praise, it's almost too heavy. ] You... Wow.
[ ...She needs a minute. ]