[He doesn't actually outright laugh when he says that, but there is an undercurrent of laughter in his voice as he pronounces the words.
And then she asks her next question, putting into words his feelings for the past months. The laughter dies away, and there's a small hesitation in his legs between one step and the next, the tiniest twitch of his hand on hers. He turns his head to look at her, then just as quickly turns away again, his gaze back to the path in front of them.]
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[He doesn't actually outright laugh when he says that, but there is an undercurrent of laughter in his voice as he pronounces the words.
And then she asks her next question, putting into words his feelings for the past months. The laughter dies away, and there's a small hesitation in his legs between one step and the next, the tiniest twitch of his hand on hers. He turns his head to look at her, then just as quickly turns away again, his gaze back to the path in front of them.]
Yes.