[There is no complain coming from him, even if the handsdo hurt and even if for just one moment his fingers twitches and he seems to pull away before forcing himself to stay there.

The sooner is done, the sooner they can move on with the night. But asil's words fill his heart with guilt and tension, when he speaks again there's just the smallest hint of tension in it.]

Of course we're friends. As long as you'll want us to be, I'll never, ever stop being your friend, Basil.

Friends do, you're right, I just... [Things hurt. He made Sunny cry at his birthday. God knows how his friendship with Aubrey even is at this point. In a certain sense, Basil's friendship is almost the most comforting thing he has right now. Home doesn't feel empty, at least, when Basil and Marigold are there at the end of the day, it's nice to have someone to cook for and- if he opened up? He can't imagine Basil staying. Then again... friends don't lie to each other as well. Yet their entire friend group is full of lies, full of secrets- Kel and Hero pretend they're okay, Aubrey never really shows her own feelings and when it comes to Sunny and Basil... Shit, he can't be like them, he owes asil at least some kind of vague explanation. The other is always so kind to him...] I've been a bit distracted, lately. Which means I've been a bit more incident prone. It's just... so embarrassing?

I'm the sports guy, I shouldn't keep messing up this kind of things, at least.

[Yeah. That's totally the problem there.]