"'No games,' says Warren Kepler, after he plays a game to see what I would say first," he mutters bitterly. "I gave you a chance to bring up 'us' after reading that letter. And you didn't take it. So again, I thought you were saving that little tidbit of information for later," he explains, drawing the blankets closer again.
"I'm sorry that I hurt you," he tells him, and that is the most honest he's been. "That I didn't tell you. That I did the exact same fucking thing to you that I got pissed at you about. Because you know what this is about?" he says with a derisive little laugh. "Do you know what the biggest piece of the puzzle is? I mean, it's a mess, all of it's a mess, and I'm not blaming this one part on everything. But the catalyst to it? The fuel? The accelerant?"
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Date: 2021-08-27 03:49 am (UTC)"I'm sorry that I hurt you," he tells him, and that is the most honest he's been. "That I didn't tell you. That I did the exact same fucking thing to you that I got pissed at you about. Because you know what this is about?" he says with a derisive little laugh. "Do you know what the biggest piece of the puzzle is? I mean, it's a mess, all of it's a mess, and I'm not blaming this one part on everything. But the catalyst to it? The fuel? The accelerant?"
He stares at the floor.
"Hange."