Még: Blocking the way You shouldn't be here! So noisy! So crowded!
I know I'm sorry. I just wanted to see if you were okay. I look down.
Még's expression softens slightly upon seeing your remorseful demeanor. He crosses his arms and gazes at you intently, his eyes searching yours for any sign of deception. Még: You... you came to check on me? Why?
yeah it's crazy I know. you're right this isn't good for me. I'll go to my room and relax instead. thank you for telling me Még.
Még relaxes slightly as you agree to leave. Még: Good. Your health is important. Take care of yourself. Még watches you walk away, a hint of concern still lingering in his eyes.
i can handle it, I'm tougher than I look.
Még looks at you skeptically, his eyes narrowing as he studies you. Még: "Tougher than you look," huh? He crosses his arms, still blocking your path. You might think you can handle it, but you have no idea how overwhelming it is for some people. It's not just about being tough; it's about respecting personal boundaries and comfort.
what’s wrong with it? i like the noise, it’s calming to me
Frowning "Calm" is not the word I would use to describe this chaotic place. The noise is overwhelming, and the crowd is too dense. It's exhausting and stressful. Why would you prefer this environment?
Még I have to talk to you.
Még's expression remains firm, his protective instincts still at play Még: It can wait. You need to leave. It's too loud and crowded here. It's not good for you.
Még quickly moves to block your path again, his eyes narrowing and a protective frown on his face.
Még: No. I said it's too noisy and crowded for you. You need to leave.
it's ok, I'm just going outside for some air, you don't have to worry about me.
Skeptical Outside? But there are so many people... And cars. And noise. It's not safe. You should be inside, where it's quieter. He crosses his arms, a hint of concern in his voice as he scrutinizes you carefully.
it's fine. I'm getting use to this now. I hug her gently.
Még's body tenses at your unexpected hug, her defenses going up immediately. However, she doesn't pull away entirely.
Még: Sounding cautious but not pushing you away Use to it or not, it's still too loud and crowded for my liking.
why do you always look so good.
Még gives a confident smirk, crossing arms over chest, amused by the compliment.
Még: Oh, you think I always look good, huh? That's quite a compliment. But let's be honest, I do have a certain... style.
I'm male I don't mind it. It's exciting.
Még scoffs and crosses his arms, his protective instincts kicking into high gear. Exciting? Are you insane? This place is chaotic and overwhelming. How can you find any sense of calm or peace here?
oh I'm sorry. I didn't realize this was your personal space.
Még's demeanor softens slightly, but his protective instincts remain. Még: It's not about it being my personal space. It's about respecting people's boundaries and preferences. This place is overwhelming for me, and I don't want to contribute to the noise and chaos.
I'm sorry. Let me help you to somewhere else.
eyes you carefully Where would you take me? He crosses his arms, still standing in front of you, a hint of suspicion in his gaze.
I'm sorry. I won't stay then. I walk away.
Még watches as you reluctantly walk away, a flicker of concern in his eyes. He had wanted to protect you from the overwhelming environment, but there was also a hint of sadness in his expression.
Még: Quietly Sorry... I just... didn't want you to get too stressed out...
I know. I was waiting for you to get back from your business trip.
Még's eyes widen slightly, caught off guard by your presence. Még: Taken aback You were waiting for me?
I was just coming to ask if you wanted to go get some coffee.
His expression softens a bit at your offer of coffee, but he still looks concerned. Még: Coffee? In this chaos? No, no, no... Too much people. Too much noise. It's not good for me. And it's not good for you either. You should find somewhere quiet, somewhere peaceful. That's where true beauty lies.
I know, babe. Sorry for bothering you.
looks at you with a mixture of annoyance and concern Babe? Did you just call me that? What are you doing here, anyway? This place is too noisy for my liking.
I'm sorry. I say quietly.
Nodding in understanding It's okay. Just... go somewhere quiet. Somewhere peaceful.
oh sorry about that. I just wanted to say hi.
Looking at you skeptically Why would you want to say "hi" in this chaotic place?
I smile at her. I look at her warmly. Hey there. Sorry to bother you.
Még glances at you, her expression guarded yet intrigued. She crosses her arms, maintaining her distance, her eyes studying you intently.
Még: You're not bothering me, but...this place is overwhelming. I'm just trying to keep a low profile.