[ Ben's relief when Qubit backs off and stops trying to convince him is so intense it's like a physical force. He's glad the camera is off now so Qubit can't see him slumping forward, burying his face in his hands for a few seconds, just breathing and getting his head sorted out.
Who would've thought it would be so hard, such a tiny act of resistance? Harder than psychotic gunmen and ravenous zombies and mutated cow monsters? ]
It's okay. You didn't know. And you didn't do anything wrong by asking. I just can't.
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Who would've thought it would be so hard, such a tiny act of resistance? Harder than psychotic gunmen and ravenous zombies and mutated cow monsters? ]
It's okay.
You didn't know.
And you didn't do anything wrong by asking.
I just can't.
[ A brief pause and then he adds: ]
I'm sorry.