Were Jack a stronger man, he might have been able to do what he felt he ought and easily step away from Reinette. But then he never was as strong as he painted himself to be. And now, especially now, he was only just held together at the edges. He was cracked and it took little more than a gentle tap to make him fall apart.
He didn't open his eyes, even as she spoke, and even as he responded.
"I didn't say that," he said to her, evenly. It wasn't that he wanted to go, and he didn't want her to think that, though of course she would and he'd be foolish to think otherwise.
Finally, he opened his eyes, and the air felt cold as his vision focused.
He knew, really, that he shouldn't ask. He should just go, that'd be the right thing to do. The proper thing to do. Stay away, it's not fair to expose people to him.
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Date: 2010-01-13 05:39 am (UTC)He didn't open his eyes, even as she spoke, and even as he responded.
"I didn't say that," he said to her, evenly. It wasn't that he wanted to go, and he didn't want her to think that, though of course she would and he'd be foolish to think otherwise.
Finally, he opened his eyes, and the air felt cold as his vision focused.
He knew, really, that he shouldn't ask. He should just go, that'd be the right thing to do. The proper thing to do. Stay away, it's not fair to expose people to him.
But still... he asked.
"What do you want me to do?"