[It's easy to echo him. After all, no one's ever tried to help like this before, so how can he really know what he wants? It's a placeholder answer though; Ryan's still visibly thinking even after he says it.]
Maybe just. Patience? I don't want it to turn into a constant excuse or be annoying about it all the time, but...yeah, patience, I think.
[He lifts a hand up to place on top of Min's, holding it there between his palm and cheek. For the first time in this theater without his mask on, he gives a smile - tiny and genuine.]
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[It's easy to echo him. After all, no one's ever tried to help like this before, so how can he really know what he wants? It's a placeholder answer though; Ryan's still visibly thinking even after he says it.]
Maybe just. Patience? I don't want it to turn into a constant excuse or be annoying about it all the time, but...yeah, patience, I think.
[He lifts a hand up to place on top of Min's, holding it there between his palm and cheek. For the first time in this theater without his mask on, he gives a smile - tiny and genuine.]
And you're good at that.