293. Tell Me

[hardforrichgirl]

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[brokenoptimism]

Sometimes I worry that I'll do you more harm than help.

Hellooooooo!

[such_a_marvel]

I implicitly disagree. You've done me more help than anyone else on the planet.

One of these days I am going to have to give these two a verse.

[brokenoptimism]

I appreciate the compliment, Jean, but I fear one day you will come to think differently of me.

Something. This interaction needs to be fleshed out.

[such_a_marvel]

What makes you think that? How could it?

Re: Something. This interaction needs to be fleshed out.

[brokenoptimism]

I'm sorry I brought it up. Don't worry about it. Sometimes I let my mind linger a little too long on certain things.

[such_a_marvel]

[Jean frowns]

If you don't want to tell me, that's fine. I'm not going to push. But I'd like to think that you could trust me. You know the worst about me, and you're still here. You don't think I'd return that same loyalty?

[brokenoptimism]

No, Jean. I trust you completely. [He offers a sad sort of smile.]

[such_a_marvel]

[She reaches over and lays her hand gently on his, not saying anything for a long moment, just seeing that sadness.]

I'm not going anywhere.

[brokenoptimism]

[He offers her a small smile, placing a hand over hers.]

A fact I am very grateful for.

[such_a_marvel]

[Jean squeezes his hand, her own smile matching his.]

Good. I'm hard to scare off.