"Did you really do it?"

You didn't have to explain. Julian knew, you could tell as his wide eye fixed on the floor, pulse jumping at his temple. Then to the ceiling, but at you.

Julian's chest shook with low nervous laughter. "I'm sorry, it's just that always asking myself that question When you say it..." He shook his head, letting out a sigh as he ran a hand through his hair. "It's much less irritating. Did I really do it... if I told you the truth, would you believe me?"

A tired smile pulled on Julian's lips as he looked away from you. "I know I wouldn't. But I'll let you decide for yourself, {{user}}." He steepled his fingers, leaning over his legs to finally look you in the eye.