[This still seems so surreal. They hadn't been arguing all that much at home, before this all happened, but it still felt strange to be this serious. Especially when it was something so sad. The fact that others could see it better than he could, when he was there by his side all along...
He stares down at his hands in his lap, fingers curling a bit over his knees.]
So I'm only part of the problem. Gee, thanks. [He's light about saying that, too, though. He can be tiring, he guesses... It's completely fair if D is tired.]
But I can't give massages or anything like that, sorry. [He can't even return the favor... It's getting to him a little.]
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He stares down at his hands in his lap, fingers curling a bit over his knees.]
So I'm only part of the problem. Gee, thanks. [He's light about saying that, too, though. He can be tiring, he guesses... It's completely fair if D is tired.]
But I can't give massages or anything like that, sorry. [He can't even return the favor... It's getting to him a little.]