My heart always talks too much. Not so sure I should be listening to it.
[It's in jest, but at the same time, not. His heart wants to find a way to make everyone happy, but he knows very well that's impossible. A choice has to be made, and it's one he's already made, so all that remains is how to communicate that fact and handle the fallout. Or... more cowardly, how not to communicate, and pray that it all works out for the best. A little too optimistic for his usual luck, so that one's probably unlikely.]
I don't know how they feel. It could be different this time around, and we never got to sort it out for sure. Maybe I'm just being paranoid... worrying before it even matters.
[He's rambling, too. Trying to figure out what he wants and how to say it while saying it. She really does deserve a better answer than this... after a long moment he huffs another breath, annoyed at himself, and buries his face against her hair.]
I already decided how I feel, months ago. And- I'm happy, like this. It's not selfish to want to stay like this, is it...?
[Maybe it is. If pressed, he knows he has a lot of love to give- and he does love them. He just wants to be able to love them his own way, and like Era told him only days ago, there's room for them in his heart, just maybe not where they might wish to be.]
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[It's in jest, but at the same time, not. His heart wants to find a way to make everyone happy, but he knows very well that's impossible. A choice has to be made, and it's one he's already made, so all that remains is how to communicate that fact and handle the fallout. Or... more cowardly, how not to communicate, and pray that it all works out for the best. A little too optimistic for his usual luck, so that one's probably unlikely.]
I don't know how they feel. It could be different this time around, and we never got to sort it out for sure. Maybe I'm just being paranoid... worrying before it even matters.
[He's rambling, too. Trying to figure out what he wants and how to say it while saying it. She really does deserve a better answer than this... after a long moment he huffs another breath, annoyed at himself, and buries his face against her hair.]
I already decided how I feel, months ago. And- I'm happy, like this. It's not selfish to want to stay like this, is it...?
[Maybe it is. If pressed, he knows he has a lot of love to give- and he does love them. He just wants to be able to love them his own way, and like Era told him only days ago, there's room for them in his heart, just maybe not where they might wish to be.]