[ While Sarissa's quiet Pablo stays quiet too, considering maybe that he said a whole lot that probably only made a fraction of sense compared to how it sounded in his head -- that's often the case, or what's in his head doesn't translate to what works with someone else's in the first place.

Pablo presses his lips together thinly, looking down at his hands and reminding himself to focus first on listening. When Sarissa speaks again, he looks over at her; shakes his head just slightly without necessarily meaning to. ]

Mistakes and crimes aren't the same thing. And sometimes even crimes can be forgiven -- so anything short of that, a lot of times people will understand. But, uh... whether or not you want them to, it's their choice to forgive you or not, you know? I get that it's hard, though... I've been there too, sorta.

[ Very carefully he stands, as best he can without jostling her too much. ]

Claro, Sarissa. How do you take it? And is it just... [ He points one way, then the other, turning in a confused semi-circle before pointing a bit more confidently in one direction. ] Um, this way? No-- this way... You'll be okay by yourself for a second, right?