[only his lack of words and his shruggy and calm motions were just making Claudio feel... worse. Like this was the most horrible idea ever. Which he was already sure it was, and he was ready to split again.]

[instead he moved over to the beat up couch that was in the attic and took a seat on the arm, slumping and sighing a bit, head down, eyes a bit wide still (not freaking out but still in shock at himself) and just... -really- wanted to go. He gave a shrug back, trying not to look at the other guy]

I told you... I just... figured it out one day and then... I don't know. It made sense. Dumb, I know. Sorry. Ben... avoiding you cus I don't... don't really have anyone to talk to about it and don't know what to do about it, so yeah, if it weirded you out, sorry, but that was that and I don't even know what to day, so...

[yeah, he's any better with words?]