[He doesn't know what to say. He's wondered more than once if he'd made a mistake when he'd offered her a home, if he should have found somewhere where she'd have parents and more than just him to keep her company, especially when his mother had really started to decline. It feels like this is just proof that he'd made a mistake, that he'd tried too hard to be everything for her, and it was his fault.]
I'm sorry. [It's quiet, and too emotional for his liking, but it's the only thing he can really think to say. He can feel the familiar want to just completely shut down beckoning, and there's a part of him that does desperately want to give into it, but he can't do that here.
There's another part of him that desperately wants to lean on Erik, but he feels pathetic and stupid for thinking it, and gets to his feet before he starts considering his options further.]
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I'm sorry. [It's quiet, and too emotional for his liking, but it's the only thing he can really think to say. He can feel the familiar want to just completely shut down beckoning, and there's a part of him that does desperately want to give into it, but he can't do that here.
There's another part of him that desperately wants to lean on Erik, but he feels pathetic and stupid for thinking it, and gets to his feet before he starts considering his options further.]
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