[With how often he's been on the receiving end of this kind of news, you would think Uai might watch his words more carefully. He usually does guard every word and every feeling it expresses. Maybe that's the problem: He usually does, but not in her company. Unfortunately for Azura, she gets his unfiltered personality.

Still, he notices her strained expression. Uai's excitement crawls to a halt, with all of that energy instead spent on turning the gears in his head. What did he say? Was he being too forward? Is he being weird? Does he look gross?

His free hand moves to his face, tracing down his own cheek just to make sure his human form is still there.]

Sorry. I meant it phrase it as a question. [Face is fine. He looks up at her again.] I want to stay together, but it's not fair to you when I have Hana and the girls waiting for me. So I think I need to go back to them, and tell them I...

[His voice trails off there. Uai has come to terms with the fact Hana and him weren't an item. He's spent so long missing her that it hurts to acknowledge, even when he's found happiness with Azura. It's hard to tell someone he loved so much and devoted so much time to that he's moved on.

But he can't bring himself to ever say he would be happier without his daughters. Or even suggest leaving them. So the words dry up, leaving Uai to hang his head in shame.]

... I don't really know what I'm doing.