It's close. It's not quite right, but it's certainly close. His face has to scrunch up a little in thought, scrambling for the right words for the emotion.
"Like... maybe I don't know how t' do this. Like I've just-- spent my whole life, y'know, dreamin' about how I'd come back here and find the girl I wanted t' marry and a house t' have kids in and all that. And now that 'm actually here, it's... What if I shoulda been here all along? Practicin' on this instead of livin' out there?"
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"Like... maybe I don't know how t' do this. Like I've just-- spent my whole life, y'know, dreamin' about how I'd come back here and find the girl I wanted t' marry and a house t' have kids in and all that. And now that 'm actually here, it's... What if I shoulda been here all along? Practicin' on this instead of livin' out there?"