[He nods. He listens. His eyes are welled up, and he takes a deep breath to get that under control.
She speaks with enough authority that he can believe, wants to believe that she knows exactly what she's talking about. He doesn't find it overbearing. He wants her to press it further until she just inhabits his life and does all the thinking and decision-making and living for him, as if he could check himself out of his body and give the keys to someone else.]
I should go get something for my back. It's hurting like hell. [He hasn't just sat with misery sober for a while. It's taxing, and at some point he's just going to buckle under it. He doesn't want that to be in front of Revan. Either way, he feels he's going to disappoint her, either by collapsing or by retreating again from this dark place.
He pauses a good moment before taking his hand back.] I'll see you around. You want my advice, ditch that book and get one that don't have the word "classic" anywhere on the jacket.
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She speaks with enough authority that he can believe, wants to believe that she knows exactly what she's talking about. He doesn't find it overbearing. He wants her to press it further until she just inhabits his life and does all the thinking and decision-making and living for him, as if he could check himself out of his body and give the keys to someone else.]
I should go get something for my back. It's hurting like hell. [He hasn't just sat with misery sober for a while. It's taxing, and at some point he's just going to buckle under it. He doesn't want that to be in front of Revan. Either way, he feels he's going to disappoint her, either by collapsing or by retreating again from this dark place.
He pauses a good moment before taking his hand back.] I'll see you around. You want my advice, ditch that book and get one that don't have the word "classic" anywhere on the jacket.