[His fingers tingled underneath her, a distant static of presence. In spite of that, she was undeniably there, all energy and enthusiasm and life, digital but no less real for it.

A lot of things needed to process in a very short span of time. Aside from her existence, the fact that she knew him already and he'd not seen her, not even been aware. She'd seen him with Zero, heard the sort of things he'd said to him.

He sagged again. So she knew the kind of person he was. Her calling them friends... surely that was a dig.]

Okay. I deserve that.

[Pressing his back to the wall, he focused on the bottles of cleaner instead. The sort of things she must have seen from him, without him knowing... he could imagine the impression she'd gotten.]

I wish you could have seen the better side of me. But this is more honest, I guess.