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Otto had a lot of feels. Sensitive Otto was worse. He wanted everyone to know how sorry he was. He wanted everyone to happy, and healthy. No one should ever feel alone or unloved!

After a lot of coercing and distracting, Nevada had the blond in his room. He splayed over the edge of the couch, whimpering something about Pumpkin pies.

"Nevada, you're so thoughtful. I'm so happy you came with me to that seminar. You're always there for me." he sniffled, blue eyes pathetically staring over the edge of his crossed arms draped on the couch's arm. "Do you think that pumpkin felt loved? It seemed so sad...."

Otto stared, horrified. The pumpkin gave it's life for others? But that was just so sad! His eyes seemed to water, his from sulking low. "That's so sad..." He mumbled unhappily.

He brightened up slightly, sniffling as he wipes his nose with a sleeve. "Y-yeah! And I'll always be there when you need me too, Nevada. I like you a lot. You're one of my closest friends." He would have prattled on and on again, has she not distracted him with another question.

Eva...

Otto looked lost for a moment, as if he needed to remember who Eva was. "Oh... right." He frowned, sulking again. "I'm still sad. She hasn't come to see me at all. I must have hurt her feelings really badly. I hope she isn't in pain."

"I'm sorry.." He mumbled, fighting off the tears at Nevada's demand.

"She isn't? That's good." Sensitive Otto was relived. However, if normal Otto knew she'd moved on so easily... Another time, another feel. Nevada reminded him of his apology to Rep. He'd admitted he'd made that Hutt drawing and everything. Once again, Otto now and Otto later would have differing opinions on the matter. "But I had to! If I do something to hurt someone, even if they hurt me, that makes me the bad guy, yanno?" He frowned and ducked his head again. "Maybe it'll help him." More likely Otto's life was now in grave danger.

His eyes peeked out again. She cared an awful lot about how he felt. She must be the queen of sensitivity! He ought to learn a thing or two from her. "I know it must sound selfish... but I just wish I could feel loved, you know?" He thought about Eva, thought about how he'd tried so hard to show her how he felt. But she never seemed to give as much as he gave. "I was in love with Eva. But I think she only liked me as a friend. She didn't treat me any different than her other friends. We.. only kissed once on a date back in April. Sometimes we held hands... Maybe I was expecting something like my first relationship. That's terrible of me.."

He began to mope, melting over the arm of the couch. "It's terrible. I know you more than I know her. We never had deep conversations, and she never wanted to vent to me.... I don't think she trusted me at all. I think it's better that we broke up. I can't make someone stay with me if they don't want to be with me. She's just so nice, yanno? She probably didn't want to hurt my feelings."

Otto didn't mind being laid on. Someone's warmth right there with him was comforting. He protested and whined when he wasn't so sensitive to the feelings of others and himself. But now? God, did he ever need it. He felt so down. So full of shame. He needed a hug like he needed air to breathe.

"So it's true..." She would have acted on it, right? He'd tried to act on it, but it didn't amount to a whole lot. He sighed deeply, wishing to simply hide within the hug he was wrapped up in. He wanted more than Eva had to offer. Something more than cheek squishes now and then. Something more than a soft hug or head pat. He got all those from his Island Family, anyway.

"Have I...." Did he ever feel such love like he had for Eva? "My first girlfriend I kind of felt the same way. It was before I became a hunter. She was pretty much the only girl I'd ever met besides family. I was home schooled cause we lived so far away from any schools. But when I was fourteen, Mom tried putting me in High School, since there was one about half an hour drive from town." Otto was opening up completely about his past, having a person who seemed to want to know. And a lack of inhibition stopping him from sharing.

"I got expelled like.. two months into it, cause I threw a desk at someone... either a teacher or another student. I don't remember. But anyway, the girl I met was just so cool, and she didn't make fun of me. We were together for like.. a year? I hardly got to see her cause she lived so far away. But man.." He sighed wistfully, "The times we had together. We made each time we met so worth it. My heart just pounded thinking about her back then. She'd dated a few times before she was with me, but she was my first. But she never made me feel awkward about it. Everything just felt so natural. Her dad was a pastor, and her family hated me so much. It's kind of why we broke up."

"You did?" Otto murmured. He wondered why those two would talk at all...

Blanketed in a net of long brown hair, Otto listened quietly to Nevada. Even if she was maybe rambling, it was important because it was Nevada speaking about herself. She was jaded to love, and that made Otto said. His friend was hurting, and he wanted to make it right somehow. "No, it's fine. Your feelings are important to me, Nevada. You shouldn't hide them on my account."

His gaze dipped down again, curling up in the couch within the hug. "They hated her too. I got a lot more lippy and crass with them after I started dating her. I skipped out on lessons, I talked back more than usual. I had someone outside my own family to talk to, and I felt invincible." He was feeling increasingly guilty for all he'd done in the past. His home life was never easy, but he felt that maybe if he'd just tried harder...

"Still, I've never been as close to someone as I was with her. It's really hard for me to open up to people just as friends, let alone getting intimate with a girl. She was the first and only one. I dunno if I could ever feel comfortable enough with myself to go so far again." Otto inhaled sharply, looking up at Nevada with worry. "Sorry! That's not a very polite subject for me to talk about... I don't wanna make you uncomfortable."

"Well, I hope you won't hide them from me, anymore. I feel like if you can't trust me with your worries, then what am I good for? I mean... I do it too. I take everything bad that happens, and shove it far down. So deep that after a while I forget it. And I just get angrier, and more pent up. I feel like my head will pop off sometimes from the pressure. But people like you, and Molly... I can open up sometimes about how I'm feeling. Not al the time but.. well, if I didn't have those few times I could blow up, I don't know what would happen." Sensitive Otto was chatty, unafraid to share his thoughts and feelings. He wanted nothing more than to be the friend to Nevada that she had been for him.

He laid there, under the weight of Nevada using him as a bed, staring at the arm rest as she spoke. For her it was easier to be physical. For him, both were equally difficult. He couldn't open himself emotionally, nor could he have the courage to open himself otherwise. From a hug, or a cuddle. Friends hugged him, but he rarely gave back.

"I'm glad you can count on me. I'm really comfortable around you, so I just hope you feel the same."

"I won't avoid you. Why would I? Like.. would I be embarrassed about being so honest?" He insisted, wondering how she could assume he was not normal. He was totally normal! Right...?

Otto flinched, suddenly laughing and trying to push Nevada onto the pillow pile below as she tickled him. Otto was, unfortunately for him, extremely ticklish. It had been a long while since anyone had taken advantage.

She mentioned Eva once more, and his smile lessened. "Yeah.. I should definitely apologize for being so blunt with her. I was mean about my feelings. If nothing else, I need to make things right." He nodded softly.

"Ah.. I do.." He hesitated, "It's just hard. If I don't know someone, it just feels awkward. I don't know what to do."