It tears at him, seeing Random like this. Because he really doesn't want anything to do with the child still, but he can't bear Random looking that tired either. And if he's asking for help, he can't say no.
It's quietly moved past for the time being. He goes to sit next to him without hesitation, an arm sliding round his shoulders. After a moment, he asks quietly,
'You said something a while ago that's been on my mind. You said, 'I hoped you'd be happier than you are' - about the baby I presume. Was that what you were talking about?'
That sentence has stayed with him for a while now.
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Date: 2006-02-24 02:46 am (UTC)It's quietly moved past for the time being. He goes to sit next to him without hesitation, an arm sliding round his shoulders. After a moment, he asks quietly,
'You said something a while ago that's been on my mind. You said, 'I hoped you'd be happier than you are' - about the baby I presume. Was that what you were talking about?'
That sentence has stayed with him for a while now.