[ He wants to badly to carry on and speak to her as if nothing ever happened, like they did in the woods that day, but it’s really not an option. He can’t pretend that he didn’t see her die terribly in his uncle’s trailer, and he can’t pretend that it wasn’t him who brought her there in the first place. No matter how much logic he puts into it, no matter how many times he tells himself that he didn’t actually do anything, he knows that he’ll ever not feel guilty.
He’s scared and confused, but he sees how upset Chrissy is, and it really hits him that she must be going through the same thing. If anything, he can only assume she’s more terrified than he is. He knows now, having heard Max and Nancy relay their experiences with Vecna, that her death wasn't a peaceful one. ]
Hey...
[ He ducks his head, trying to catch her eye, his voice and expression softening. Just seeing her here is like a stab in the heart, complete with a twist of the knife, but he’s made up his mind: he’s absolutely not leaving her here alone. Not this time. ]
I’m sorry, alright? That was...a really shitty reaction. It's not you. You just...surprised me.
[ Yeah, that’s an understatement, he thinks, scrambling to find the right words to say to her before his mouth can get ahead of his brain again. ]
Shit, it’s just--a lot has happened and if I’m being honest, I’m not even sure I’m totally conscience right now?
[ He had finally settled on believing he was, but now he’s not so sure. ]
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[ He wants to badly to carry on and speak to her as if nothing ever happened, like they did in the woods that day, but it’s really not an option. He can’t pretend that he didn’t see her die terribly in his uncle’s trailer, and he can’t pretend that it wasn’t him who brought her there in the first place. No matter how much logic he puts into it, no matter how many times he tells himself that he didn’t actually do anything, he knows that he’ll ever not feel guilty.
He’s scared and confused, but he sees how upset Chrissy is, and it really hits him that she must be going through the same thing. If anything, he can only assume she’s more terrified than he is. He knows now, having heard Max and Nancy relay their experiences with Vecna, that her death wasn't a peaceful one. ]
Hey...
[ He ducks his head, trying to catch her eye, his voice and expression softening. Just seeing her here is like a stab in the heart, complete with a twist of the knife, but he’s made up his mind: he’s absolutely not leaving her here alone. Not this time. ]
I’m sorry, alright? That was...a really shitty reaction. It's not you. You just...surprised me.
[ Yeah, that’s an understatement, he thinks, scrambling to find the right words to say to her before his mouth can get ahead of his brain again. ]
Shit, it’s just--a lot has happened and if I’m being honest, I’m not even sure I’m totally conscience right now?
[ He had finally settled on believing he was, but now he’s not so sure. ]
I'm sorry.
[ For everything. ]