[her question is like a warning shot across the bow, reminding him that he's in a completely different place with none of the previous baggage of his old life. nobody here knows about his failed relationships with (checks notes) everyone in his life, and if he would just play it fuckin' cool for once, then this new status quo can continue uninterrupted. Feferi who? never heard of her!
all he has to do is respond in a clam calm, dignified manner.]
Fine! [he immediately throws his hands in the air,] I'm obvviously fine! I'm just -- [oh shit what is he doing. he quickly grabs a card at random; it's got a shitty drawing of an anchor on it, and the predictable byline of "you are my anchor" scrawled across in a vaguely piratey font.] -- you knoww, distracted by shitty nautical puns!
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all he has to do is respond in a
clamcalm, dignified manner.]Fine! [he immediately throws his hands in the air,] I'm obvviously fine! I'm just -- [oh shit what is he doing. he quickly grabs a card at random; it's got a shitty drawing of an anchor on it, and the predictable byline of "you are my anchor" scrawled across in a vaguely piratey font.] -- you knoww, distracted by shitty nautical puns!