[He smiles a little wider. Why does he looks so nervous.]
Why don't we go for... a uh... walk? Go for a walk. Simple enough... I just...
[He holds on to her hand. Even if she wanted to, she'd have to pull her hand out.]
I... just want to talk, I suppose. About nothing... just...
...anything.
[The feeling of being nervous. It was overtaking him. Even to simply speak, Wheatley was finding it difficult to look at her, so instead he kept his eyes locked on her hand which was holding his...]
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Why don't we go for... a uh... walk? Go for a walk. Simple enough... I just...
[He holds on to her hand. Even if she wanted to, she'd have to pull her hand out.]
I... just want to talk, I suppose. About nothing... just...
...anything.
[The feeling of being nervous. It was overtaking him. Even to simply speak, Wheatley was finding it difficult to look at her, so instead he kept his eyes locked on her hand which was holding his...]