[ Rafa starts, shoulders tensing. It takes a moment to grow used to the feeling of Ignacio's words in his mind, and to understand that's what's happening. His own thoughts come with a spike of anxiety entirely unrelated to the arena. Rafa greatly values the control he has over his words. He is always careful with them. He cannot do the same with his thoughts.
Which will not stop him from trying. Still, the emotions colouring them are impossible to hide; anger, frustration, desperation, but fear most of all. ]
No, no no. No. It was my choice, my decision. I fit here, I thought I would fit here, I am used to it I have lived it before it was natural. I did not think twice but I should have, Shane tried to warn me, I am sorry it is difficult to talk like this.
[ Still trying to be aware of his surroundings, Rafa carefully leans back against the wall. ]
You should tell me what you want from me. [ He says aloud. This conversation is for the benefit of anyone listening. ] If you ask nicely, they will find you someone unburned.
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Which will not stop him from trying. Still, the emotions colouring them are impossible to hide; anger, frustration, desperation, but fear most of all. ]
No, no no. No. It was my choice, my decision. I fit here, I thought I would fit here, I am used to it I have lived it before it was natural. I did not think twice but I should have, Shane tried to warn me, I am sorry it is difficult to talk like this.
[ Still trying to be aware of his surroundings, Rafa carefully leans back against the wall. ]
You should tell me what you want from me. [ He says aloud. This conversation is for the benefit of anyone listening. ] If you ask nicely, they will find you someone unburned.