[Red sits up away from Blue when he jumps, staring at him with more dumb blinking. The half-hearted suggestion cuts like a knife. Blue doesn't want to talk to him anymore, then.
[He must have really messed up.
[He drops his eye to his knees, still kneeling there in the grass, but nods weakly.]
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[He must have really messed up.
[He drops his eye to his knees, still kneeling there in the grass, but nods weakly.]