The cold blankness of his expression falters. His brows pull and furrow with a sort of confusion.
A team. His throat feels strangely tight.
He can't trust it now. Maybe that thought should hurt more. Thinking his words might still be true, once she's finally had enough, it's almost a comfort with it being familiar ground. He can't be let down if he remembers this fact. Those words can't hurt him down the line.
He's worked with people who've wanted him gone before.
He looks down and away. "My goal hasn't changed. It's not going to. And I just told you I have no interest in getting involved with anyone else again. Theoretically, there shouldn't be an issue, if a team is what you still want."
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Date: 2018-05-02 02:29 am (UTC)A team. His throat feels strangely tight.
He can't trust it now. Maybe that thought should hurt more. Thinking his words might still be true, once she's finally had enough, it's almost a comfort with it being familiar ground. He can't be let down if he remembers this fact. Those words can't hurt him down the line.
He's worked with people who've wanted him gone before.
He looks down and away. "My goal hasn't changed. It's not going to. And I just told you I have no interest in getting involved with anyone else again. Theoretically, there shouldn't be an issue, if a team is what you still want."