[When she turns towards him, he puts an arm around her, the movement coming naturally in spite of his awkwardness with -... well, literally everything else. It matches how he feels, this whole experience like a puzzle that somehow came together in spite of him not seeing the whole picture even now.
It was her first time, too? That's a surprise, somehow, but for some reason it fills him with delight. It's not that he cares all that much about what she has or hasn't done with people before; that's up to her, not him, and it's in the past anyway. But that they were able to share this first together? That is a really, really nice idea.]
... I'm glad.
[He really cannot have a normal conversation about this stuff to save his life, but he doesn't even care. For once, just trying feels like he's managing more than enough.]
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It was her first time, too? That's a surprise, somehow, but for some reason it fills him with delight. It's not that he cares all that much about what she has or hasn't done with people before; that's up to her, not him, and it's in the past anyway. But that they were able to share this first together? That is a really, really nice idea.]
... I'm glad.
[He really cannot have a normal conversation about this stuff to save his life, but he doesn't even care. For once, just trying feels like he's managing more than enough.]
I'm really glad that it was you.