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He can't help but flush a little under Midar's stare, unable to decide whether he likes it or not and wondering if he'll answer at all. When he finally does, the words send a shiver down his spine. He looks away for a moment, sucking in a breath. I don't really think I am either, He comments quietly, a little embarrassed to admit it for reasons he can't explain. I don't think you'll like me very much once you know me better. The words slip from him before he can stop them, a rush of melancholy and insecurity. He's not entirely sure where the feeling has come from, but it's suddenly overwhelming.