Yeah... even one I barely remember myself. I'm not supposed to talk about anything that had to do with the memory. [Not "I don't want to", but he just can't. Clay was sworn to secrecy, and he takes that sort of thing seriously.] But... there it was. And he ended up seeing all of it, even though I didn't want him to.
[It'd been like a dream, but he still remembers how he reacted. Lurching forward, shouting, pleading with him not to... and yet.]
I think he wanted to know more about me, or something. But... What I expect out of anyone I'm friends with is trust - like you just talked about. [He looks at Allen with that, and he reaches out to stroke his cheek with the back of his fingers.] I know I don't talk about myself much... but I will, and I do. I want people to trust me to say so, if they want to hear it. Not... pry it out of my head.
[He lets out another sigh, letting his hand drop back to the bed.]
So... I don't really know what to do about that. If I should even do anything.
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Yeah... even one I barely remember myself. I'm not supposed to talk about anything that had to do with the memory. [Not "I don't want to", but he just can't. Clay was sworn to secrecy, and he takes that sort of thing seriously.] But... there it was. And he ended up seeing all of it, even though I didn't want him to.
[It'd been like a dream, but he still remembers how he reacted. Lurching forward, shouting, pleading with him not to... and yet.]
I think he wanted to know more about me, or something. But... What I expect out of anyone I'm friends with is trust - like you just talked about. [He looks at Allen with that, and he reaches out to stroke his cheek with the back of his fingers.] I know I don't talk about myself much... but I will, and I do. I want people to trust me to say so, if they want to hear it. Not... pry it out of my head.
[He lets out another sigh, letting his hand drop back to the bed.]
So... I don't really know what to do about that. If I should even do anything.