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[wishiwasatree]

Must've been a big fucking book, huh?

[She helps herself to his chair.]

Sorry he put you through that, accusing you like that.

[weboftime]

Don't apologize for him. Why do people do that?

[wishiwasatree]

Wasn't apologizing for him. It's a fucking turn-of-phrase. I was expressing sympathy for the situation, and for the discomfort he put you through.

[weboftime]

Ah.

Well, there's no need for it. I'm fine. I should have known better.

[wishiwasatree]

No, you shouldn't have known better, cuz you didn't mean it. You weren't being irresponsible.

[weboftime]

I meant reaching out to Arthur.

That was clearly a mistake.

[wishiwasatree]

No, no, wrong fucking takeaway from that. That was the right thing to do, Henry, telling someone. You couldn't account for how they were gonna react.

[weboftime]

[The look he gives her is exceptionally condescending.]

No, I knew how he would act. I hoped it would be different.

Telling him did nothing but make the situation worse.

[wishiwasatree]

[Holy cow. Trixie puts her head into her hands, taking in a slow breath.

She'll answer him, just give her a minute.]

[weboftime]

[He stays out of her mind at the moment, letting her stew it over. He sits back on his bed, raising his knee.]

[wishiwasatree]

[Okay. Okay, she's got this. She drops her hands and sits up.]

You can't guarantee that the right thing'll be met the way you expected. But it was good that you told him anyway. It would've caused him more pain to find out any other way.

[weboftime]

Do you think I care about causing him pain?

Especially now?

[He lets out a breath, regulating himself.]

[wishiwasatree]

I think you cared about John. I think you feel regret for having hurt him.

[weboftime]

[He almost, almost argues with her. But he can't. Not without an entire lie.]

I regretted it because it was an accident. I don't like losing control.

[wishiwasatree]

You don't like things not going to plan. You didn't plan on killing anyone.

[weboftime]

Exactly.

And John didn't deserve that.

[wishiwasatree]

[That...gives her a little hope to cling to. She nods.]

He did not, that's right.

[weboftime]

[He goes quiet, hands in his lap.]

Is that all you needed?

[wishiwasatree]

Yeah. I just...just wanted to see if you were alright.

[And since he definitely is alright and didn't take the wrong message from this at all, her job here is done.

She gets up from the chair to leave him be.]

[weboftime]

[He sits up.]

Trixie, wait a moment.

Do you want to stay a while? We can listen to music?

[wishiwasatree]

[Wh--what.

She tries to wipe the look of surprise off her face.]

Yeah. Yeah, that'd be nice.

[weboftime]

[After being yelled at, being accused of something he didn't do, the last thing he wants to do is be alone with his thoughts. So he turns up the music a little, still listening to Elvis.]

[wishiwasatree]

[Trixie sits back down and makes herself comfortable, though it takes her a minute or two to get into the song. She's still a little thrown off by the request in general, but she can't say she's not happy with it.]