An Extra’s POV

"I know you're not a bad person, Rey."

As Rey heard this, he prepared himself for what was about to come. It wasn't very difficult to steel his heart and consider the very worst when it came to the current situation with Esme.

In all honesty, he was very tired.

Emotionally speaking, he had exhausted a lot of his energy, and he was practically running on fumes. His expression remained lull, and this carried on throughout his conversation with Esme—or more accurately, Esme's conversation with him.

"You're an amazing person. I've looked up to you for the longest time too. You saved me more times than I can think of, both directly and indirectly, and I owe a lot to you…"

Rey still had his heart steeled despite how soft her words were.

"My… my feelings for you have not changed as well, even though I really wish they would. I don't… hate you or anything, but…" As she went through the right words to say, Rey's thoughts were at a standstill.

He didn't want to think anything, or feel anything.

He just listened.

"... There's just so much going on with me right now. I… I can't even look you in the eye right now. I'm angry, and sad, and disappointed, and a bunch of other things… and most of this confusion is because of you." At this point, she stared at Rey, seeing his unassuming expression and calm reaction towards all she was saying.

Whether it was for the better or worse, his facade prompted her to continue with her train of thought; hence, finishing what she started.

"I need some space, Rey."

"Space…?"

those words. "I

Esme's unease as she uttered those words, but he could also see her resolute

serious in her position, and there was very little he could do to convince her

be unfair

had to say after

word in, and before he would be tempted to say any more, Rey got

also see her even when he turned it was his back that faced her. Still, he didn't stop until he reached the door and

"Rest well… Esme."

afterwards, shutting the

door. He shut his eyes, dulled his senses, and completely shut off the room from

and felt his racing heart. He had been unable to properly think and feel thanks to his

not quenched by the System, and his thoughts were slowly getting unbridled by his mind,

have feelings for you, Esme.' His cheeks were red, and his hand dug deeper into his

it

image of the Half Elf came to his mind. It was

all honesty, he was very tempted to run back into the room and embrace

wanted to apologize once again and tell her to give him another chance. He wanted to hug her,

can't.' He told himself. 'It's

she revealed her feelings for him, why didn't he tell her he felt the same? Why didn't he hug her or

still had feelings for Alicia. That was yet to

he liked two girls this fiercely, feeling conflicted about which side to pick and which to abandon. It seemed Esme did her best to make the decision easy for

so useless at this point, it's sickening…' His thoughts flowed as