[ He's kind of wishing that he hadn't told Makoto to stay away now, because he suddenly feels like he's fumbling in the dark. ]
No. [ Turning away a little, reminded suddenly that he was the last to know. ] No, I didn't.
[ He does now though -- or does he?
A fisted hand pressed to his mouth. ] About that. [ Calibrating, pulling himself together, because he's been rattled and shook and pushed and to top off the last, incredibly emotionally draining last two weeks -- he'd had the awful realization that his options were being taken away. So yes, he looks hurt.
No, he actually looks... betrayed. ]
Were you even going to clue me in at all? [ Yes. Definitely feeling betrayed. It's a Brennan Thing, you see. Options. Having them. Taking them. Figuring them out for themselves. ] Or did you just decide for yourself that what? That you were doing our friendship a favor by getting over your feelings and just leaving me in the dark?
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No. [ Turning away a little, reminded suddenly that he was the last to know. ] No, I didn't.
[ He does now though -- or does he?
A fisted hand pressed to his mouth. ] About that. [ Calibrating, pulling himself together, because he's been rattled and shook and pushed and to top off the last, incredibly emotionally draining last two weeks -- he'd had the awful realization that his options were being taken away. So yes, he looks hurt.
No, he actually looks... betrayed. ]
Were you even going to clue me in at all? [ Yes. Definitely feeling betrayed. It's a Brennan Thing, you see. Options. Having them. Taking them. Figuring them out for themselves. ] Or did you just decide for yourself that what? That you were doing our friendship a favor by getting over your feelings and just leaving me in the dark?