[He's silent for a long moment after that; that...actually seems to have gotten the message across, at least better than it had been.
Oh.
Rather than staring straight-on, as the version Isaac has known here tends to when he isn't sure what else to do, he seems to be having some difficulty maintaining eye contact, shifting his gaze to the left and shooting it downward slightly.]
...I understand. I hadn't realized.
[He's quiet for another moment, uncomfortable, picking at his sleeve idly with his left hand; when he does look up again, he's smiling again, however.]
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Oh.
Rather than staring straight-on, as the version Isaac has known here tends to when he isn't sure what else to do, he seems to be having some difficulty maintaining eye contact, shifting his gaze to the left and shooting it downward slightly.]
...I understand. I hadn't realized.
[He's quiet for another moment, uncomfortable, picking at his sleeve idly with his left hand; when he does look up again, he's smiling again, however.]
I'm glad you told me, then. Thank you.