Bitterroot Valley Who is Not Without Sin

Like her? He echoed, brows shooting upwards. He thought of @Vanja, now. Of their race, their lake-visit. Their laughs. His screw-ups. She had said that he didn't know anything about him. He knew that he longed to know more.
I... dunno much about her, he murmured. Doesn't mean I don't wanna know more, just... I dunno, don't wanna fuck it up, y'know? He shook his head, turned away for a moment. Looked back to the girl and continued. It's none o'yer problem, hun, so don't worry 'bout it. Just my rantin's n' ravin's, he chuckled dryly. Stood, now.
Before he would speak again, he sucked in a breath. He'd finished his chunk, by now. Reckon I need some air, he released the air from his lungs with those words. An almost apologetic look sat upon his face. Nothin' against ya, just need a moment to myself, but he would wait before turning away, giving the girl a moment in case there was anything else she wanted to say. He was well-mannered enough, believe it or not.

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