Devastatingly, in -- ways that he thinks Neal doesn't quite have the right to be given details about. Nor is it relevant, really.
"You hurt the man I love. Of course you have the right to be defensive, but... you don't have the right to treat your pain as more important than anyone else's. Even if it comes of never having anyone else care about your pain, and having had to be your only champion."
His shoulders sag a little, and he breathes a soft laugh, looking away. "Here I am, talking as if I've learned that lesson. I'm just feeling sorry for myself. Would you like more tea?"
He empties the rest of his cup in a single swallow, though it's still too hot for that and stings his tongue.
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Devastatingly, in -- ways that he thinks Neal doesn't quite have the right to be given details about. Nor is it relevant, really.
"You hurt the man I love. Of course you have the right to be defensive, but... you don't have the right to treat your pain as more important than anyone else's. Even if it comes of never having anyone else care about your pain, and having had to be your only champion."
His shoulders sag a little, and he breathes a soft laugh, looking away. "Here I am, talking as if I've learned that lesson. I'm just feeling sorry for myself. Would you like more tea?"
He empties the rest of his cup in a single swallow, though it's still too hot for that and stings his tongue.