[He gets up, walking over to Petre and standing in front of him, much closer than he normally would. This moment feels so incredibly delicate, and he doesn't know if this is the right move or entirely the wrong one, but he needs to make it. He needs to look right into Petre's eyes, close and steady enough to show the trust he really doesn't feel at all.]
At least trust me that much. You know me well enough to trust me that much.
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[He gets up, walking over to Petre and standing in front of him, much closer than he normally would. This moment feels so incredibly delicate, and he doesn't know if this is the right move or entirely the wrong one, but he needs to make it. He needs to look right into Petre's eyes, close and steady enough to show the trust he really doesn't feel at all.]
At least trust me that much. You know me well enough to trust me that much.