"Seven, what I want, you can give. If you want to date, I'll accompany you, okay?" Christopher looked at Seven's calmness, but felt increasingly unsettled.
He would rather Seven be angry at him. He wanted her to question him, why hadn't he come to find her? He wished she would vent her dissatisfaction on him. However, Seven didn't do anything; she remained cold and indifferent.
"Christopher, we're not the same people we were seven years ago. You should be more mature. Don't weigh victory and defeat so heavily, especially in friendship and love. Sincerity is enough; there's no need to be overly competitive."
"And what about you? Can you honestly say there's no place for me in your heart? Can you say you're not here dating just out of spite against me?" Christopher, confident from somewhere, insisted that Seven liked him.
