[It's firmer. He's the king of avoiding conversations. Avoiding talking about things that are bothering him. You can't talk your way around someone this used to doing the same thing. It's just not possible. He figures he shouldn't stand up, while this "processing" happens. So he turns in the chair. Facing him.]
Come on. Talk to me. [Now, instead of firm, it's a little pleading. He wants to help. These two mean the world to him -- in wildly different ways, but neither of them is in any competition with the other. Not for him.] You know he didn't know it was yours... right?
[Not at first. But surely Jean didn't go back there. Did he? Or did Shiro miss something? Has this been going on even after Jean found out who Lance was? The guy Shiro told him about? Specifically because they were a lot alike?]
[He watches Lance's back. He wants to text Jean right here. Ask him to at least back off that particular shop. But would that really help? His fingers twitch for his 'gear.]
no subject
[It's firmer. He's the king of avoiding conversations. Avoiding talking about things that are bothering him. You can't talk your way around someone this used to doing the same thing. It's just not possible. He figures he shouldn't stand up, while this "processing" happens. So he turns in the chair. Facing him.]
Come on. Talk to me. [Now, instead of firm, it's a little pleading. He wants to help. These two mean the world to him -- in wildly different ways, but neither of them is in any competition with the other. Not for him.] You know he didn't know it was yours... right?
[Not at first. But surely Jean didn't go back there. Did he? Or did Shiro miss something? Has this been going on even after Jean found out who Lance was? The guy Shiro told him about? Specifically because they were a lot alike?]
[He watches Lance's back. He wants to text Jean right here. Ask him to at least back off that particular shop. But would that really help? His fingers twitch for his 'gear.]
It's really bothering you, isn't it?