[He stalls there, frowning at the floor between his feet. He doesn't know what to do from here. Do, or say, or - feel. It feels like he's doing her an injustice, by trying to be himself. Like every smile is a betrayal. But she would want him to smile. His stomach clenches.]
I guess, um - have you ever heard of, uh, regression to the mean?
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[He stalls there, frowning at the floor between his feet. He doesn't know what to do from here. Do, or say, or - feel. It feels like he's doing her an injustice, by trying to be himself. Like every smile is a betrayal. But she would want him to smile. His stomach clenches.]
I guess, um - have you ever heard of, uh, regression to the mean?