He looks up to the ceiling. "I don't know," he says dismissively, but not in a way that ends the conversation. He's thinking. It's a filler phrase, aimed to simply give himself time to really think through it all.
"I don't know if you could make me feel better. I - " He remembers what Jon said, when he told him about Maxwell, about how he can hear her sometimes, when things are bad. When he's at his lowest. He shuts down on that and switches to another line of thinking.
"Not about this, at least. I think I'm a little beyond your help on some things." Dismissive. Quick. He moves on.
"I'm still not used to a Warren Kepler who wants to know what I'm feeling. Man, I don't think anyone gives a shit what I'm feeling. Can you just accept that it's going to take me longer than two months to adjust to that? For my first instinct to be 'hey, I'm feeling really shitty, I think I want to go talk to Kepler about it.' I'm trying and I want to, I really do, but it's a conscious thing I have to do right now."
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"I don't know if you could make me feel better. I - " He remembers what Jon said, when he told him about Maxwell, about how he can hear her sometimes, when things are bad. When he's at his lowest. He shuts down on that and switches to another line of thinking.
"Not about this, at least. I think I'm a little beyond your help on some things." Dismissive. Quick. He moves on.
"I'm still not used to a Warren Kepler who wants to know what I'm feeling. Man, I don't think anyone gives a shit what I'm feeling. Can you just accept that it's going to take me longer than two months to adjust to that? For my first instinct to be 'hey, I'm feeling really shitty, I think I want to go talk to Kepler about it.' I'm trying and I want to, I really do, but it's a conscious thing I have to do right now."