“I’m sure. And you don’t have to be nervous around me. I told you, I’m one of the good guys, remember? I’d hate it if I got along with your wolf side and not the boy underneath.”
That certainly called for a more sheepish response. He’d always been the charismatic sort, but there were times where both his eccentricity and his athleticism lead to premature breaches or halts in discourse, or communication. He had himself an ego–perhaps not an ego that rivaled Finnick Odair’s–but an ego nonetheless. But in spite of all that confidence, he was was not impervious to all forces of doubt and uncertainty.
A man’s vanity is more fragile that you might think. It’s easy for us to mistake shyness for coldness, and silence for indifference.
❝Hey, I’m not nervous ! ❞ ❝Swear.❞ ❝It’s —– it’s just a lot to take in.❞ ❝All at once.❞
❝You know ?❞ ❝You, Edward and Carlisle’s friends.❞ ❝There’re just a lot of you here, is all.❞
