"Worried. Nervous." He pauses. "Skittish even. Some of the greater extent of my choices had begun to sink in by the time the way home had been made ready." He considers something. "I... I don't know if guilty is the right description, but something within range of that."
He picks up a rubiks cube off the table, turning it over a few times to memorize the color placement. He begins solving it with his eyes closed.
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