[Despite Vaati's worries, his snarky remark passes by almost unnoticed. Tavros is used to far worse. It's the advice that provokes a fresh fall of brown tears.]
I'm trying! But I couldn't-!
[He drives his balled up fists into his eyes, as though he could rub the tears away.]
I'm pathetic.
[In his mind, his imaginary friend (and personified self-confidence) flinches. He's even letting Rufio down now!]
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I'm trying! But I couldn't-!
[He drives his balled up fists into his eyes, as though he could rub the tears away.]
I'm pathetic.
[In his mind, his imaginary friend (and personified self-confidence) flinches. He's even letting Rufio down now!]
hic