Ah, fuck's sake. Don Juan had never expected to be good with children, but he also never thought he'd be in a position to have bullied one to the point of tears. He shifted uncomfortably, not sure whether he ought to try and do anything to comfort her or if it would be better to just nod and let her go. What did it matter if she hated him, anyway? He was nothing to her. He would continue to be nothing to her.
"Yeah," he agreed, quieter. "Good idea."
"Yeah," he agreed, quieter. "Good idea."
MJ made this <3