Qahnariin: *sits down across table from Siltafiir* So, what'd you wanna talk about?

Siltafiir: *fidgets with hands and adverts eyes* Well... Uhmm...

Qahnariin: *blinks slowly at him* Is it... About a girl?

Siltafiir: *hurriedly shakes head* nononono! Not about a girl... It... It's uhmm... It's...

Qahnariin: *lets out a deep sigh* Silty, spit it out already!

Siltafiir: Alright... It's about Seishi

Qahnariin: ...

Siltafiir: ...

Qahnariin: Are you gay for grumpy pants?

Siltafiir: NOOOOO NO IT'S NOTHING LIKE THAT! It's like the complete opposite... My chest flutters nevously when we're in the same room, I find myself stammering in his presence, I can't bring myself to make eye contact with him, and whenever he walks into the same room I get all nervous and my hands feel clammy--

Qahnariin: That sounds like love-

Siltafiir: IT'S NOT!

Qahnariin: *frowns* Then what is it then?

Siltafiir: Fear. Deep, dark fear.