[Welp. They're stopping. Immediately. Doesn't matter if they were mid-stomp. They're just going to stop, almost like they're startled but not exactly. And when they look up, it's slowly. Like they're not sure what they're going to find once they make eye-contact.]
... Ah.
[Just a human. They think? Maybe... not? The white part of his eye isn't white, so they're not sure. Either way, they proceed to break eye-contact, lowering their foot and looking pretty dang ashamed of themselves. They're throwing a tantrum, they know that, but that doesn't mean they wanted someone else to see.]
Sorry.
[Sorry that he had to see that, more specifically.]
[ chat's response to that isn't judgement, but a careful tilt of the head. he doesn't think there's any reason to be ashamed; he's gotten pretty used to dealing with people in panic, hysterics or otherwise during particularly trying times, and even without the superhero get-up he wouldn't admonish anyone.
he crouches down, not moving to pick up their mask yet; rather, he's doing it so they don't have to look up at him. ]
Hey, no problem. Everyone gets frustrated sometimes... Especially when we're in a spot like this.
[Boy... He makes it sound like what they were doing was okay. It wasn't. But they're not gonna argue their point in this. Instead, they're going to nod their head, glancing at him now that they don't have to crane their head all the way up.]
I'm okay. [Not really.] Just... tired. Didn't mean to bother anybody.
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adrien.
[Welp. They're stopping. Immediately. Doesn't matter if they were mid-stomp. They're just going to stop, almost like they're startled but not exactly. And when they look up, it's slowly. Like they're not sure what they're going to find once they make eye-contact.]
... Ah.
[Just a human. They think? Maybe... not? The white part of his eye isn't white, so they're not sure. Either way, they proceed to break eye-contact, lowering their foot and looking pretty dang ashamed of themselves. They're throwing a tantrum, they know that, but that doesn't mean they wanted someone else to see.]
Sorry.
[Sorry that he had to see that, more specifically.]
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he crouches down, not moving to pick up their mask yet; rather, he's doing it so they don't have to look up at him. ]
Hey, no problem. Everyone gets frustrated sometimes... Especially when we're in a spot like this.
[ so... ]
You okay?
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I'm okay. [Not really.] Just... tired. Didn't mean to bother anybody.