This time? [ His amusement is clear. ] All you need to get me to agree to things is ask, you know that. You already have the advantage there.
[ He huffs a laugh. Some things really don't change, and he can't keep the relief out of his voice, that little undertone of guilt that goes along with it, at that realisation.
It had been his fault, dying. It only follows that leaving Avery alone all this time, worse than leaving him alone - being there but not being present, just another representation of everything he'd lost - is his fault, too. ]
You say that like you don't already make me work for everything, Avery. [ If his hair wasn't already white, Avery would have turned it white from stress. ]
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[ He huffs a laugh. Some things really don't change, and he can't keep the relief out of his voice, that little undertone of guilt that goes along with it, at that realisation.
It had been his fault, dying. It only follows that leaving Avery alone all this time, worse than leaving him alone - being there but not being present, just another representation of everything he'd lost - is his fault, too. ]
You say that like you don't already make me work for everything, Avery. [ If his hair wasn't already white, Avery would have turned it white from stress. ]