Jack is soft, but insistent, following him at a distance, hands worming into his pockets for lack of anywhere else to be. It tucks him into himself, makes him look smaller. Younger. He holds his ground, all the same, and doesn't look away from York, all the edges in his gaze softened down by concern.
"Hey. You're not sparing me anything by pulling back, all right? It's true - when I look at you, I see someone who really, really hurt the man I love. But that's not all I see. And I don't think for a second that if the situation hadn't been so absolutely weird, or if you'd known what you were doing, you would have done it. That's what makes the difference, to me."
Day 169, Action
Jack is soft, but insistent, following him at a distance, hands worming into his pockets for lack of anywhere else to be. It tucks him into himself, makes him look smaller. Younger. He holds his ground, all the same, and doesn't look away from York, all the edges in his gaze softened down by concern.
"Hey. You're not sparing me anything by pulling back, all right? It's true - when I look at you, I see someone who really, really hurt the man I love. But that's not all I see. And I don't think for a second that if the situation hadn't been so absolutely weird, or if you'd known what you were doing, you would have done it. That's what makes the difference, to me."