Calling me stupid now? [Because, yeah, that would be him.

A sigh to force himself past that self-loathing point.] B-But if you like it, ah, during this all... [Not finishing that thought. Not really seeing how she could.

Ok, no focus. Or, well, not focus. Do, not think. But wanting to ask,] It ok to sit down, like, [Ehhh, more pink flaring up but Idia pushing himself through.] Like, me on the bed and, ah, you on me? S-So I can hold you like that?