[Eggsy's lips press together into a hard line, and he folds his arms over his chest. None of this feels right and he doesn't know what he's supposed to say or do. He tries to picture another him, a him that was dating Armin, a him that had a cat and lived in a place like the one that had been described to him.]
Was that me in love with ya, Armin? Did we love each other?
[He tips his head to the side, curious. Eggsy's never been in love, crushes and attraction, he knew plenty of, but not falling in love. His mind wanders to Gregor, and then he shoves that far away, as far away as he can. This was important, and he had to do this right.]
Cause if I was, if I had feelings for ya. I'd disagree with everythin' you're sayin' and if that was me, then you know that's true. I'd tell ya that, if I loved ya, I wouldn't be better off. So.
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Was that me in love with ya, Armin? Did we love each other?
[He tips his head to the side, curious. Eggsy's never been in love, crushes and attraction, he knew plenty of, but not falling in love. His mind wanders to Gregor, and then he shoves that far away, as far away as he can. This was important, and he had to do this right.]
Cause if I was, if I had feelings for ya. I'd disagree with everythin' you're sayin' and if that was me, then you know that's true. I'd tell ya that, if I loved ya, I wouldn't be better off. So.
[Eggsy raises a brow.]
Tell me the truth.