I didn't think you meant friendship. I just thought a lot of Witches would probably want to Bond with someone like you, and you might like some of them. If you've only decided not to Bond with anyone else because you think I won't want to deal with it, don't worry about it. It wouldn't upset me.
[That feels somehow a little wrong, but he's not sure why and so he doesn't correct it. He wouldn't know how, anyway.]
I don't think I did know that. That stuff seems to come easily to you, and you always seem very open. I thought you probably have a lot of close friends.
[The last part leaves him feeling strangely uncomfortable, a little jittery, and he sighs softly to himself, rubs fingers through his hair, uncertain about what's going on inside him. He isn't sure Reynir has guessed right about his feelings, but he also couldn't really say what's wrong with it either. It's frustrating - no one has made him have to think about and verbalize what he's feeling like Reynir has in the couple of months they've been here.]
I wouldn't say it intimidates me, and I wouldn't say I'm sad about it either. It isn't as if I've been pining for romance this whole time, I was fine without it. That's why I think it's pointless. I didn't have some overwhelming need to try that stuff out when I was a teenager, and I still don't really, so I think maybe there's something that just didn't develop, or wasn't there, or is broken about me when it comes to that.
It would be like you say, not too late to try or whatever, if it was something I wanted to do very badly, but I think maybe I'm too old to try to cultivate an interest now, at least on purpose.
Maybe, if I find someone I'm interested in that way I'll try, though that seems like a bad idea if we're only here for a while.
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[That feels somehow a little wrong, but he's not sure why and so he doesn't correct it. He wouldn't know how, anyway.]
I don't think I did know that. That stuff seems to come easily to you, and you always seem very open. I thought you probably have a lot of close friends.
[The last part leaves him feeling strangely uncomfortable, a little jittery, and he sighs softly to himself, rubs fingers through his hair, uncertain about what's going on inside him. He isn't sure Reynir has guessed right about his feelings, but he also couldn't really say what's wrong with it either. It's frustrating - no one has made him have to think about and verbalize what he's feeling like Reynir has in the couple of months they've been here.]
I wouldn't say it intimidates me, and I wouldn't say I'm sad about it either. It isn't as if I've been pining for romance this whole time, I was fine without it. That's why I think it's pointless. I didn't have some overwhelming need to try that stuff out when I was a teenager, and I still don't really, so I think maybe there's something that just didn't develop, or wasn't there, or is broken about me when it comes to that.
It would be like you say, not too late to try or whatever, if it was something I wanted to do very badly, but I think maybe I'm too old to try to cultivate an interest now, at least on purpose.
Maybe, if I find someone I'm interested in that way I'll try, though that seems like a bad idea if we're only here for a while.