“Oh is that so?” He mumbled, looking at his tea and waving his finger slightly, so he could stir it a little. “Hm, not much to be honest… just sort of hanging around and taking care of the store.” He then sighed. “Drinking until I pass out almost every night…” He then blinked and looked at you. “Sorry, I don’t know why I just said that…”
He watched the tea move under your finger, blinking up at you with a pained expression after hearing what you said. “Is that…because of me?”
He pressed his lips together and sighed. “I can’t lie to you, so yes.” He looked down at his tea and remained quiet.
He winces slightly, as if your words physically hurt him. His eyes turn to the table top and he shakes his head, a soft mumble passing his lips. “Don’t do such stupid things because of me. That’s the last thing I want.”
