Party's glare hardens and it's obvious he's trying to keep his own temper in check. The first sentence comes out as a snappish retort before he calms himself. "And you don't think I count myself as one of the lucky ones?! It's--it's fuckin' complicated, tumbleweed. It's not even about claps or dancing along to songs of the past, it's not What Was and What Always Will be..."
His voice softens as he blinks up at the pale skinned, light haired tin man. "Kobra and I, we're not from anywhere like this. Well, we both ran away from this stuff when we were younger. Rules. Society. Battery City and Better Living Industries. Again, I'll spare you the fairytale classic Disney shit, but he was 13." It's hard to get the words out, but he's trying.
"And all we've ever had was each other. So him wigging out on you.. it was 'cause he was flashbacking, backtracking, get it? To when 'you' killed the only thing that he's had stable." It's weird, talking about Kobra like he isn't there. It kind of hurts, like a bit of his trust is going to be lost. He licks his lips again, a nervous habit, and barely glances at the tablet.
"I guess what I'm trying to do is, uh... you know. Apologize. For him."
[visual] Apologizes for the shoddiness of my last post, cell phones suck to RP on.
Party's glare hardens and it's obvious he's trying to keep his own temper in check. The first sentence comes out as a snappish retort before he calms himself. "And you don't think I count myself as one of the lucky ones?! It's--it's fuckin' complicated, tumbleweed. It's not even about claps or dancing along to songs of the past, it's not What Was and What Always Will be..."
His voice softens as he blinks up at the pale skinned, light haired tin man. "Kobra and I, we're not from anywhere like this. Well, we both ran away from this stuff when we were younger. Rules. Society. Battery City and Better Living Industries. Again, I'll spare you the fairytale classic Disney shit, but he was 13." It's hard to get the words out, but he's trying.
"And all we've ever had was each other. So him wigging out on you.. it was 'cause he was flashbacking, backtracking, get it? To when 'you' killed the only thing that he's had stable." It's weird, talking about Kobra like he isn't there. It kind of hurts, like a bit of his trust is going to be lost. He licks his lips again, a nervous habit, and barely glances at the tablet.
"I guess what I'm trying to do is, uh... you know. Apologize. For him."