[He isn't really expecting her to accept that answer, and that she does gives him a sudden sense of relief that almost surprises him. It isn't necessarily that he doesn't want to share with her, specifically, just that he's so tired and getting into what's truly bothering him is something he can't really face right now.
So knowing that she cares, but not having to talk right now, is something that helps on its own. He's silent several seconds, letting out a long, quiet breath to try to relax a little, attempting to decide if he's going to bother gathering the energy to try to divert back into something light or he's going to allow himself to just stay in the more dim, sedate state of just existing that feels a lot more appealing.
But as usual, somewhere in the middle prevails, as he does find something he's willing to talk about at least, even if the topic is still serious and his tone comes out more soft and depressed than he intends it to.]
I don't understand why everyone assumes the worst of everything I do.
[He'd get it if he'd just arrived, or if people knew him from nothing but the network. But that isn't the case; he's been involved in almost everything, he's met so many people here, and he's done his best to not just be involved in conflict when necessary but to help with things as much as he can. And yet the moment he says anything that someone doesn't like, it's as if absolutely none of that matters, and it feels so disproportionate that it still catches him off guard every time.]
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So knowing that she cares, but not having to talk right now, is something that helps on its own. He's silent several seconds, letting out a long, quiet breath to try to relax a little, attempting to decide if he's going to bother gathering the energy to try to divert back into something light or he's going to allow himself to just stay in the more dim, sedate state of just existing that feels a lot more appealing.
But as usual, somewhere in the middle prevails, as he does find something he's willing to talk about at least, even if the topic is still serious and his tone comes out more soft and depressed than he intends it to.]
I don't understand why everyone assumes the worst of everything I do.
[He'd get it if he'd just arrived, or if people knew him from nothing but the network. But that isn't the case; he's been involved in almost everything, he's met so many people here, and he's done his best to not just be involved in conflict when necessary but to help with things as much as he can. And yet the moment he says anything that someone doesn't like, it's as if absolutely none of that matters, and it feels so disproportionate that it still catches him off guard every time.]