"Sure," Jingyi says easily. "You have to promise not to hate me if they are terrible, though."
He is not going to say no, is he? He is fairly sure she will politely see him to the door if he does not agree, even though he knows (he knows) that literally anyone else would have been able to make more edible brownies.
But that is not the point.
The point is that he is concerned. "You are clearly not alright," he points out, and there is no judgement behind the comment. "But I know better than to ask. I am actually here to distract you. I thought I could take you out of the house if you wanted to go."
She'd stepped away to get two smaller plates out for them to put their brownies on, pausing just before putting them down, that enough being an acknowledgement of the truth of his words. She wasn't really okay but she was grateful he wasn't asking about it.
"Distract me? How were you thinking?"
The idea of a distraction was actually very appealing, something that she wasn't succeeding in by staying home where her thoughts were with her. And one brownie will make it onto his plate, a second on hers.
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He is not going to say no, is he? He is fairly sure she will politely see him to the door if he does not agree, even though he knows (he knows) that literally anyone else would have been able to make more edible brownies.
But that is not the point.
The point is that he is concerned. "You are clearly not alright," he points out, and there is no judgement behind the comment. "But I know better than to ask. I am actually here to distract you. I thought I could take you out of the house if you wanted to go."
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"Distract me? How were you thinking?"
The idea of a distraction was actually very appealing, something that she wasn't succeeding in by staying home where her thoughts were with her. And one brownie will make it onto his plate, a second on hers.