[He's not sure he can promise these things. It almost feels like more punishment dealt to the people around him who suffered, anyway; first he physically hurts them on top of betraying them, and then he dumps his own personal grief onto them? It doesn't seem fair. Doesn't seem fair to Daisy, either, and if he didn't know any better he'd say she's a glutton for punishment.
He moves to fold his arms over his chest, but it mostly just ends up a self-soothing embrace. There's a soft, strained sound that is meant to be a laugh. It doesn't much sound like one, though; sounds more like a wounded noise.]
Start to spiral? When do you stop spiraling?
... I don't know. I think I just... need time. I need time to think.
[It's not a refusal of what she asks for. That has to mean something, right?]
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He moves to fold his arms over his chest, but it mostly just ends up a self-soothing embrace. There's a soft, strained sound that is meant to be a laugh. It doesn't much sound like one, though; sounds more like a wounded noise.]
Start to spiral? When do you stop spiraling?
... I don't know. I think I just... need time. I need time to think.
[It's not a refusal of what she asks for. That has to mean something, right?]