[Bertolt worries at his lip as he chooses his next words carefully, his brows furrowing in thought as he keep his attention down at the pile.]
He's been really great. Like... Gods, I don't know how to say it without sounding weird, but he's encouraged me to do things that I actually want to do. I probably wouldn't be baking or cooking if it wasn't for him pushing me along.
[Among other things, but still. Jean can be a damn good motivator and Bertolt is incredibly thankful for it.]
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[Bertolt worries at his lip as he chooses his next words carefully, his brows furrowing in thought as he keep his attention down at the pile.]
He's been really great. Like... Gods, I don't know how to say it without sounding weird, but he's encouraged me to do things that I actually want to do. I probably wouldn't be baking or cooking if it wasn't for him pushing me along.
[Among other things, but still. Jean can be a damn good motivator and Bertolt is incredibly thankful for it.]
I-It's fine, too. They're safe for both of them.