As Reira explains herself, Dio finally, finally sits up, brushing stray strands of hair out of his eyes. The snow thing aside, he had frankly nearly pushed the teleport offer out of his mind, likely because of how fast he had dismissed it at the time. As such, he shrugs when the counter-apology is offered.
"Your pragmatism doesn't need to be forgiven." There's plenty else he could tack onto that, plenty of self-depreciating things, or other things that just aren't important anymore. He leaves it there. "You don't need to excuse it. You did fine."
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Date: 2020-02-26 04:34 (UTC)"Your pragmatism doesn't need to be forgiven." There's plenty else he could tack onto that, plenty of self-depreciating things, or other things that just aren't important anymore. He leaves it there. "You don't need to excuse it. You did fine."