[Someone probably could have done a better job. Still, someone wasn't the person who was given the job. What they just experiences couldn't fit into some easy narrative in Idia's head but he's at least willing to accept that, some way or another, they cleared the event. They were achy, wounded, and tearstained but they did it.]
[Cater laughs a little. Idia mentally calculates it as a "+1"]
Oh. [He thought the outfit still looked pretty alright on Cater. When you have a good-looking face, though, any clothes look better.]
... then, sorry for everything else...
[the manic crying and marking part, even if they had both "wanted" it in the moment. Despite being an apology, it doesn't sound desperate. It's an awkward apology handed out by a person who means it but has never considered how to convey it before in his life. The way he gently brushes through Cater's hair with his fingers probably has more thought put into it than any apology.]
no subject
[Cater laughs a little. Idia mentally calculates it as a "+1"]
Oh. [He thought the outfit still looked pretty alright on Cater. When you have a good-looking face, though, any clothes look better.]
... then, sorry for everything else...
[the manic crying and marking part, even if they had both "wanted" it in the moment. Despite being an apology, it doesn't sound desperate. It's an awkward apology handed out by a person who means it but has never considered how to convey it before in his life. The way he gently brushes through Cater's hair with his fingers probably has more thought put into it than any apology.]