Am I really Talking to You About This

Shaye always seemed to drag the answers out of him more quickly than not. He wasn’t sure spilling everything to her so quickly was in his best interest. As he spoke she seemed to eye him up, not offering any clues to what she thought. She wouldn’t offer any clues to how he thought either. She asked a leading question, eager to get to the bottom of his turmoil knowing he was leaving half the story out. "I haven’t decided. That’s what I’m all up about." He managed, telling the truth. He sighed heavily, his eyes on his paws and not Shaye’s features. "I care about her happiness." He muttered as he tried to articulate his answer to her question. There were too many other emotions, how could he even tell if he felt the same as she did. "I want to make her happy." Rhyme managed to add, but still finding difficulty putting his paw on exactly how he felt about her in that moment.