We haven't spoken since he came back. He told me to leave, and I snapped at him. I shouldn't have... and I want to see him again and try to sort this out, but I'm giving him space.

[Elsword takes a deep, shaky breath. He thinks he feels... guilt? Is this guilt. Fuck. It's not very strong, but there enough to make him wonder.]

I miss him, but... there's nothing I can do if he doesn't want to talk to me.