For a brief second she toyed with the idea to promptly start crying and make this situation less painful, but she was too abashed to let herself get out of this situation that easily. By the rather fearsome look on Octavius' face, it didn't seem like something that cheap would work on him anyway. So, instead, Rose swallowed and let her mouth move wordlessly as she tried to put the jumbled words in her head together firmly enough to speak them.
Maybe she could blame it on the coma! It had been a very traumatic experience, her nose and both her arms had been broken in addition to--- wow, it was amazing how seamlessly she allowed herself to fall back on being a resident rotten tart land.
"I---" Rose started, looking down at his hand wrapped around her wrist. He had done nothing wrong, she had actually rather enjoyed the night they spent together, and-- and-- it had been a mistake that she didn't respond to him, but the more she had thought about it, the more the thought of them together made her nervous because they had broken up last time because of her and now she was starting with a more hectic life than she could have ever dreamed and-- and--
"I'm sorry!" she sputtered, her wrist twitching in his grip. "I hadn't-- I didn't mean to ignore you. I just didn't know what to think and then I got into an accident in a match, which was not on purpose, and I understand why you're upset please don't be too upset. It was not purposeful. Please-- know that."
She had definitely said that all in one breath. But she didn't dare take a deep breath yet.
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