[Yuna really doesn't know what to do. She hasn't ever run into a situation like this.]
You aren't... I mean... It's not that, you know?
[SHe isn't used to stumbling over words like this. Her forehead drops into her hand and she looks around the room at the others costumes. She doesn't know what to say and she feels awful for making Ven feel awkward.]
I want you to feel comfortable.
[Yuna contemplating walking home. Anything to escape the weird feeling that's settled over them.]
B.
You aren't... I mean... It's not that, you know?
[SHe isn't used to stumbling over words like this. Her forehead drops into her hand and she looks around the room at the others costumes. She doesn't know what to say and she feels awful for making Ven feel awkward.]
I want you to feel comfortable.
[Yuna contemplating walking home. Anything to escape the weird feeling that's settled over them.]