[Evidently this guy isn't much for subtlety either. Great. Fantastic.]
You're telling me.
[He sets his beer down on the bar. It's measured, controlled, not at all a betrayal of just how fucked up his emotions are right now. He should probably leave before he makes things worse, but- but fuck it, he has a beer and he is not giving up that beer. Plus, he's good at picking up the pieces; he has to be by now.]
Look. I've been dealing with a lot of shit lately, and coming here just...made everything worse. [So. Much. Understatement.] I shouldn't have taken it out on you.
[It's as close to an out-and-out apology as he can get at this point, and he hasn't taken his eyes off the beer this entire time. There's a finite limit to what he can handle, and he knows he's pushing it right now. Still, this guy really didn't deserve all that, and he knows it, and, well, he can't ignore guilt over innocent people like he used to.]
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You're telling me.
[He sets his beer down on the bar. It's measured, controlled, not at all a betrayal of just how fucked up his emotions are right now. He should probably leave before he makes things worse, but- but fuck it, he has a beer and he is not giving up that beer. Plus, he's good at picking up the pieces; he has to be by now.]
Look. I've been dealing with a lot of shit lately, and coming here just...made everything worse. [So. Much. Understatement.] I shouldn't have taken it out on you.
[It's as close to an out-and-out apology as he can get at this point, and he hasn't taken his eyes off the beer this entire time. There's a finite limit to what he can handle, and he knows he's pushing it right now. Still, this guy really didn't deserve all that, and he knows it, and, well, he can't ignore guilt over innocent people like he used to.]
[That's probably a good thing.]