Too long being told the opposite makes Neal balk internally at the idea that he has nothing to be ashamed of. He can't hear it. It won't reach, not yet.
"It's not a favorites thing," he says, quiet and urgent. "I don't like him better than I like you. I never have."
He can't help himself. He still feels like he has to prove it somehow.
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"It's not a favorites thing," he says, quiet and urgent. "I don't like him better than I like you. I never have."
He can't help himself. He still feels like he has to prove it somehow.