( this part is incredulous: ) That's what this is about?
( it's unexpected, so much that it immediately takes the wind out of his sails, his face scrunching up in the realization. there's a long and thoughtful pause, and when he speaks again, his voice lacks any of the strain or heat from the moment before. )
Well, I do.
( love him. yeah. that's the easy part. with the rest, he can only be thankful there's no video, to give away how troublesome the rest of it is. there's an obvious answer— this place is changing us— but he can already hear the derision for such an excuse, and in the end, if he's happy to let the house guide him as it pleases, is he not still as culpable? (oh. the ranks, their increases, it makes some sense now.) faced with the sudden surfacing of a great discomfort, the only reasonable thing to do is:
to turn into even more of a bitter bitch about it. obviously. )
You're tired of it, but here you are. Meddling and lecturing, saint that you are. All the hardships and injustices that you alone have felt, and none other that you meet here, for we are all as naive as we are stupid. ( the dryness in his voice might just hint at sarcasm. ) If you're going to involve yourself in his business, get the answers from him. And if he says he doesn't know— he's lying to save face.
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( it's unexpected, so much that it immediately takes the wind out of his sails, his face scrunching up in the realization. there's a long and thoughtful pause, and when he speaks again, his voice lacks any of the strain or heat from the moment before. )
Well, I do.
( love him. yeah. that's the easy part. with the rest, he can only be thankful there's no video, to give away how troublesome the rest of it is. there's an obvious answer— this place is changing us— but he can already hear the derision for such an excuse, and in the end, if he's happy to let the house guide him as it pleases, is he not still as culpable? (oh. the ranks, their increases, it makes some sense now.) faced with the sudden surfacing of a great discomfort, the only reasonable thing to do is:
to turn into even more of a bitter bitch about it. obviously. )
You're tired of it, but here you are. Meddling and lecturing, saint that you are. All the hardships and injustices that you alone have felt, and none other that you meet here, for we are all as naive as we are stupid. ( the dryness in his voice might just hint at sarcasm. ) If you're going to involve yourself in his business, get the answers from him. And if he says he doesn't know— he's lying to save face.