[ There really aren't words to say how much that hurts. Worse than every ache in his body, worse than getting shot. And he swallows, finding it a little hard to control his expression.
Hurts so much worse than getting shot. ]
I said I wouldn't want you to. [ Don't twist his words. There's a big difference there. But if Allen hurt a friend? Yeah. Yeah he'd hate himself a little. And then he'd do everything he could to make sure it didn't happen again.
He meets his gaze, holding it, because even if it does hurt and he feels terrible for inadvertently causing him to feel this way, his ultimate point stands moreso now. And he says it so very softly, with genuine care, but also steadfast. ]
For the same reason I wish you weren't hurting so much right now.
[ Or, more precisely... that there was something he could do about it.
You can say you're not and you can say you don't feel hurt right now, but he can recognize the difference between this and his normal, caring sort of calmness. More than that, he recognizes that kind of walling off of yourself. That's a mask to bury your own emotions somewhere you can't feel them and he knows it.
He knows it, because he wore one himself for so long. Still does, if not quite to harshly, and that his is with a smile. ]
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[ There really aren't words to say how much that hurts. Worse than every ache in his body, worse than getting shot. And he swallows, finding it a little hard to control his expression.
Hurts so much worse than getting shot. ]
I said I wouldn't want you to. [ Don't twist his words. There's a big difference there. But if Allen hurt a friend? Yeah. Yeah he'd hate himself a little. And then he'd do everything he could to make sure it didn't happen again.
He meets his gaze, holding it, because even if it does hurt and he feels terrible for inadvertently causing him to feel this way, his ultimate point stands moreso now. And he says it so very softly, with genuine care, but also steadfast. ]
For the same reason I wish you weren't hurting so much right now.
[ Or, more precisely... that there was something he could do about it.
You can say you're not and you can say you don't feel hurt right now, but he can recognize the difference between this and his normal, caring sort of calmness. More than that, he recognizes that kind of walling off of yourself. That's a mask to bury your own emotions somewhere you can't feel them and he knows it.
He knows it, because he wore one himself for so long. Still does, if not quite to harshly, and that his is with a smile. ]