[A grimace crossed him- feelings. He wanted to argue and deny he felt a single thing; they got in the way of work, made things complicated with others. He'd told himself for years it was better not to get attached, that he was the only one he needed to concern himself with.
That didn't stop her from latching onto him, of course. He was already feeling the pangs of guilt again as she brought up those she had lost. That was something he could relate to on a level more personal than he'd ever admit, and was the primary reason he didn't get wrapped up with others. He couldn't feel the loss of someone he never cared for at all.
Something in him stirred at the thought, however; he was sure he was just empathizing with her predicament, was all. Nothing more.]
I'm not going away, pumpkin. I just need to clear my head.
[Clothes on and crutch under his arm, he hobbled for the gate, still keeping his eyes off her. It was easier to deny her if he avoided her eyes.]
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That didn't stop her from latching onto him, of course. He was already feeling the pangs of guilt again as she brought up those she had lost. That was something he could relate to on a level more personal than he'd ever admit, and was the primary reason he didn't get wrapped up with others. He couldn't feel the loss of someone he never cared for at all.
Something in him stirred at the thought, however; he was sure he was just empathizing with her predicament, was all. Nothing more.]
I'm not going away, pumpkin. I just need to clear my head.
[Clothes on and crutch under his arm, he hobbled for the gate, still keeping his eyes off her. It was easier to deny her if he avoided her eyes.]