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| Lovely™ | Captain Hurted | Ariana's Bane | Resident Antagonist | Unparalleled Delight "No. I think that only really happens with potions and food, not drinks," Abey replied, his eyes fixed on the drinks as he put pretty much all of his effort into keeping them as upright as possible. Things were made a lot easier given the fact that Derf had soon taken three of the five.
One in each hand now, perfect. Abey made short work of downing the first one - it tasted so SWEET and good and colourful and he was so thirsty having eaten so much in the dining saloon. He... really had nowhere to put the empty glass though, so... he just kept hold of it whilst he sipped on the other one.
He was still sipping when Derf decided to drop THAT on him, and it took Abey so much by surprised that he nearly choked on the pretty colours.
Confuse? What? Abey... didn't know what that meant, or how to take it, or what to say, or ANYTHING. Except that apparently it didn't matter what he wanted to say, because his lips were already moving and words were already falling out. "You don't confuse me." Was there a tone of hurt in his voice? Probably, even though Derf had SAID it was a good type of confusion, and Abey couldn't even work out why it was happening because he hadn't told his voice that it could do that. In fact, he hadn't told his WORDS they could do that either. It... didn't really matter though, because Derf was already bounding off. Still, it didn't stop Abey from continuing, quietly, "You're the only thing that doesn't confuse me."
................. Oh.
......... Oh.
... Oh.
Still holding his two glasses, one empty, and the other with only a sip missing, Abey only watched the... proceedings, aka Derf openly declaring how much he loved Valerie Gray. And it felt weird, but in a way he wasn't quite familiar with; like a sort of ache that started in his chest and then moved up to his throat and stayed there in a painful lump, and it sort of felt a little bit like he was going to cry but no tears were coming, just the painful lump in his throat and a feeling like all the air had suddenly been knocked out of him.
And then he spoke, quietly again, and Abey's words surprised even himself because he hadn't yet had the chance to try and understand things - ANY of the things - but once they were out he knew what they meant and he knew they were true. "I'm jealous of Valerie Gray."
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