At Raphael's request, Michael immediately miracled the glass full again, not saying a word. However, when he heard Raphael's next words, his heart leapt. Immediately he told himself not to get too excited -- the fact that Raphael was apologizing to him definitely didn't mean that his feelings were returned.
"Mad at you? Never," he said quietly, choosing carefully his every word. "Sad, yes, and definitely upset, but never mad at you. If anybody, I'm mad at myself for ever placing you in such a situation."
He subconsciously drew himself away a bit, his eyes now avoiding Raphael's gaze. The memories of their quarrel flooded his mind, making him simply unable to meet the other's gaze because of the disgust he feared to still see there.
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"Mad at you? Never," he said quietly, choosing carefully his every word. "Sad, yes, and definitely upset, but never mad at you. If anybody, I'm mad at myself for ever placing you in such a situation."
He subconsciously drew himself away a bit, his eyes now avoiding Raphael's gaze. The memories of their quarrel flooded his mind, making him simply unable to meet the other's gaze because of the disgust he feared to still see there.