[2-D watches her look up at him in silence, feeling a little... nervous, honestly. Almost expecting her to just slap his hand away and tell him to sod off, but what he's met with is a shocked stare instead. It has him feel even more nervous for some reason, and he waits for a couple of seconds before he awkwardly speaks up with a bit of a stutter.]
...i-is there somethin' on my face?
[He pulls the cup back a little bit, worried about why she wasn't saying anything.]
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...i-is there somethin' on my face?
[He pulls the cup back a little bit, worried about why she wasn't saying anything.]