"Sorry." Attila stayed quiet after that, not wanting to pry at what Manzana didn't want to talk about. He tried to pull the hat down lower, thinking it might distract from the bloody lip.
He's glad Manzana didn't dwell too much on it, though.
He looked confused at Manzana's raised hand, but didn't reject it, although he wasn't sure what he intended to do. "Sure, but, let you... do what? Fix my face? Bandage my hand? ... hold hands?"
He's at a loss, really! But he isn't rejecting Manzana's kindness.
"... I think that's a good kinda selfishness."
And at Manzana's assessment, Attila smiled a warmer, more genuine smile that softened even his gaze.
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Attila stayed quiet after that, not wanting to pry at what Manzana didn't want to talk about.
He tried to pull the hat down lower, thinking it might distract from the bloody lip.
He's glad Manzana didn't dwell too much on it, though.
He looked confused at Manzana's raised hand, but didn't reject it, although he wasn't sure what he intended to do. "Sure, but, let you... do what? Fix my face? Bandage my hand? ... hold hands?"
He's at a loss, really! But he isn't rejecting Manzana's kindness.
"... I think that's a good kinda selfishness."
And at Manzana's assessment, Attila smiled a warmer, more genuine smile that softened even his gaze.
"... yeah. That, I can do."