a laugh accidentally falls from my mouth causing him to furrow his eyebrows, "i'm not laughing at you. i'm just laughing at myself because it's not as bad as i thought."
he laughs a little, too, even though he still seems confused, "what did you think?"
"i thought that you were a psychopath or had some deformity that i didn't know about." he laughs harder. i drop my smile, "but on a serious note, is it severe?"
he scratches the back of his head, "um, it was before, but not anymore. i'm fine now. i promise. it's mild now."
"it's okay." he smiles.
