[Of course, Inigo's feelings are hurt. But to be fair, the slightest thing can wound his pride, so there isn't much Owain ought to feel guilty for -- he should know this by now. Anyway, Inigo's on the other side of the door Owain pounds, dressing slowly as possible to drag out the guilt trip and to think of what to say.
Moments later, the door swings open and there stands a dressed Inigo, frowning.
Well, at least he's not crying?]
Oh, no, of course you didn't mean it! Owain never means it!
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Moments later, the door swings open and there stands a dressed Inigo, frowning.
Well, at least he's not crying?]
Oh, no, of course you didn't mean it! Owain never means it!