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He seemed to misunderstand; he seemed to resign himself from the conversation, from all of it. Or maybe he didn't want to deal with it, this time? She felt that couldn't be true, not when he'd been so gentle with her before, so she sought to explain.
I - what I mean is, sometimes it's... hard to think? She wasn't explaining it right, she was sure. No, it's - I think too much, and I can't - sort it out. That felt more accurate, but her heart was beating faster now. This time it felt panicked, painful. What if he hadn't misunderstood, and he meant to reject her?
I'm sorry, She said again, grasping for any solid thought she could bring to the conversation. I don't mean to be rude.