[ god, stop making him smile. because even as he speaks now, he’s smiling, smiling and gentle as he scoops elliot’s side with his arm and continues walking with him to the next task.

at least it’s a sign that he’s more at peace than troubled. the boy has come far with his brutal memories. ]

No one did the last time. Because I had enough of a point for people to consider. [ and that eventually lead to distance. to people going further and further into misunderstanding instead of finding other ways.

were there any other ways, though? realistically . . . and after a moment, he admits: ] It’s complicated. But as long as you wouldn’t stand for it, I’m good.