Almost two weeks pass. Sadde still has work, even if school's out, but they and Theo hang out a bit more. No new cards appear, and Kero seems to not think that strange, so Sadde themself doesn't care. And one day Theo gets a text in the morning: Happy birthday!
Well, that's a better reaction than before.
"I'm sorry that I was such an idiot," he apologises.
"... Such an oblivious prat?" he tries. "I really don't know what came over me," he continues sadly.
"That's closer to the mark." He sighs. "You don't need to be here if you don't want to, I can just—text you later, or something."
"No, I want to be here. I meant it when I said that."
Just how badly did he screw things up?
Theo just keeps hugging Sadde. The hug's getting tighter – but not painfully so – as he keeps thinking over his idiocy.
Ugh. He feels so needy, when he should be the one trying to comfort Sadde.
Sigh. Sadde gets up and plops down on the lil' sofa over there and then extends his arms forward and closes his hands a few times in a 'gimme gimme' gesture.
"Yeah. I wonder if we'll ever get one that goes around being an untrained puppy by making people happier instead," he says, not really optimistic about his chances.
Theo laughs. "Maybe we'll meet one of those next. Didn't Kero say Clow didn't get to pick what he made, though?"
"More or less. It's complicated, and the process of creating a thing often creates something to balance it."
"I don't know. Just that... this happened, and that I'm going to try to stay anyway? He'll probably get the idea."
He's still snuggling. Maybe he'll wait a bit before doing it.