[ He stares at her for a beat. Impassive, flat-eyed, as his gaze bores a practical hole in the gathering of hands in her lap. Jaw tenses and relaxes. ]
I know you weren't.
[ But he doesn't sound apologetic or forgiving. ]
It's fine. [ And then he exhales hard through his nose, like he's annoyed mostly at himself, and says it again. This time with feeling. And a little more direct eye contact. ] It's fine. I didn't take it like that.
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I know you weren't.
[ But he doesn't sound apologetic or forgiving. ]
It's fine. [ And then he exhales hard through his nose, like he's annoyed mostly at himself, and says it again. This time with feeling. And a little more direct eye contact. ] It's fine. I didn't take it like that.