[His hand retreats to the tea cup, which he considers for the first time since it was poured. It gives him something to do, the tea, as he rummages for an answer. And it's easier to swallow than anything Rhy has said.
Funny, how all this time he's sworn that he expected nothing, and now that he's gotten just that, it hurts like hell. At least before Rhy confirmed his suspicions, there was an inch of wiggle room for hope, for hopeless fantasy. Now there's no choice but to wake up.
(Not haha funny, of course, but funny in the way his whole life is a cosmic joke. That's a different kind of ache in your ribs.)]
We can still be friends.
[This is directed more at the rose bushes than at Rhy. Another white flag. He smudges out a tear as it rolls down his cheek. Abruptly, Wilhelm stands, causing the table to tremble and the tea to slosh.]
Sorry, I...kinda just want to be alone right now. [He sucks in a breath to brace his words before they start crumbling apart.] Thanks for the tea and...everything.
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Funny, how all this time he's sworn that he expected nothing, and now that he's gotten just that, it hurts like hell. At least before Rhy confirmed his suspicions, there was an inch of wiggle room for hope, for hopeless fantasy. Now there's no choice but to wake up.
(Not haha funny, of course, but funny in the way his whole life is a cosmic joke. That's a different kind of ache in your ribs.)]
We can still be friends.
[This is directed more at the rose bushes than at Rhy. Another white flag. He smudges out a tear as it rolls down his cheek. Abruptly, Wilhelm stands, causing the table to tremble and the tea to slosh.]
Sorry, I...kinda just want to be alone right now. [He sucks in a breath to brace his words before they start crumbling apart.] Thanks for the tea and...everything.