What you want is just to do the same thing you’ve always done. All of this, the drinking, the escapism, just like in Detroit.
[Does he care what Hank wants? Of course he does. Does he think that what Hank wants is good for him? Not at all.
The conversation feels like it’s gone in circles. Like they’re both missing some critical point that neither wants to touch to push it forward. Dancing around it like it’ll kill them if they do.]
Which is... fine, I suppose, if we were back home. I had no agency over you there, and I don’t here, either. But this place is jarring for you; confusing for you. If you refuse to accept the reality of it, how you’re feeling right now is only going to increase over time.
I’m not asking for us to be close, not if that’s what you don’t want. [Though there’s a pang in his chest (impossible, he thinks, but it’s there all the same) when he says that.] But I just want you to know that I’m here for you to rely on. Even if you need someone to anchor to, only to share in your dysphoria. I can do that. I can be what you need me to be.
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[Does he care what Hank wants? Of course he does. Does he think that what Hank wants is good for him? Not at all.
The conversation feels like it’s gone in circles. Like they’re both missing some critical point that neither wants to touch to push it forward. Dancing around it like it’ll kill them if they do.]
Which is... fine, I suppose, if we were back home. I had no agency over you there, and I don’t here, either. But this place is jarring for you; confusing for you. If you refuse to accept the reality of it, how you’re feeling right now is only going to increase over time.
I’m not asking for us to be close, not if that’s what you don’t want. [Though there’s a pang in his chest (impossible, he thinks, but it’s there all the same) when he says that.] But I just want you to know that I’m here for you to rely on. Even if you need someone to anchor to, only to share in your dysphoria. I can do that. I can be what you need me to be.