[ It might be gratitude. For her help, for her... understanding. Maybe. If that's what it's called. She knows enough to drop things, to let things be, to let him go after this. No shock or apologies or demands for him to stay or any of that bullshit. She just lets him go.
So he nods in thanks. They're all good here, in a way he wouldn't have expected. Squared with one another. Even. Accepting of it.
It's the best possible outcome he could have hoped for.
Something on his skin still crawls at the thought of it, and he does his best to tamp that feeling down. Does enough to look her in the eye, at least, knowing meeting knowing. ]
I'll see you around.
[ And he trusts her enough to turn his back to her as he takes his leave. ]
wraps this up...!
So he nods in thanks. They're all good here, in a way he wouldn't have expected. Squared with one another. Even. Accepting of it.
It's the best possible outcome he could have hoped for.
Something on his skin still crawls at the thought of it, and he does his best to tamp that feeling down. Does enough to look her in the eye, at least, knowing meeting knowing. ]
I'll see you around.
[ And he trusts her enough to turn his back to her as he takes his leave. ]