[ The blow doesn't hurt him, of course; but the sound she makes as she hits him is brutal. It cuts deep, and he deserves every bit of it, except for the part where she's hurting, too.
But yeah. He is stupid; amid everything else, there's a firm agreement there. The fact that they're on opposite ends of the spectrum when it comes to assigning blame, though... that's something of a surprise.
He's silent after her outburst. There's a lot for him to unpack there, and first and foremost, he should be giving her more credit than he has. She's her own person. She can make her own choices, make up for how weak he is with her strength. And he's fucking up again by not acknowledging that.
... So. After probably taking too long to respond, feeling an entirely different wave of self-loathing, ] Kinda been alone my entire life.
[ And she probably understands that now, doesn't she. She has as clear a picture of what makes him tick as anybody. And as much as you might like some people, you can never really let anyone all the way in after growing up like that. ]
I'm fine. [ That should be fucking rich coming from him, someone who looks anything but, has been doing nothing but going on a bender the past several days on top of several days walking back here on his own — but chastised as he sounds, he does mean it. ] Not the first time I've done something like this. I'm used to it. You didn't have to worry about me.
[ He means that, too. Getting used to the knowledge that some people do care about him in that way is still something of a work in progress. It shouldn't be. He'd had it on the Roci; it's not that surprising he'd find people who would treat him the same way here, too. It just hasn't been a part of most of his life, so he hadn't thought to expect it.
... Just another way in which he's fucked up, is making her cry. Jesus, he sucks at this. ]
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But yeah. He is stupid; amid everything else, there's a firm agreement there. The fact that they're on opposite ends of the spectrum when it comes to assigning blame, though... that's something of a surprise.
He's silent after her outburst. There's a lot for him to unpack there, and first and foremost, he should be giving her more credit than he has. She's her own person. She can make her own choices, make up for how weak he is with her strength. And he's fucking up again by not acknowledging that.
... So. After probably taking too long to respond, feeling an entirely different wave of self-loathing, ] Kinda been alone my entire life.
[ And she probably understands that now, doesn't she. She has as clear a picture of what makes him tick as anybody. And as much as you might like some people, you can never really let anyone all the way in after growing up like that. ]
I'm fine. [ That should be fucking rich coming from him, someone who looks anything but, has been doing nothing but going on a bender the past several days on top of several days walking back here on his own — but chastised as he sounds, he does mean it. ] Not the first time I've done something like this. I'm used to it. You didn't have to worry about me.
[ He means that, too. Getting used to the knowledge that some people do care about him in that way is still something of a work in progress. It shouldn't be. He'd had it on the Roci; it's not that surprising he'd find people who would treat him the same way here, too. It just hasn't been a part of most of his life, so he hadn't thought to expect it.
... Just another way in which he's fucked up, is making her cry. Jesus, he sucks at this. ]