[He doesn't know what he was expecting. A blow up, maybe. More angry words. Something defensive. Something else. But not this.
He wishes they could go back to that. At least then he knew she felt something, but now he's pretty sure that she doesn't. That he had completely misjudged this whole damn situation. That she was throwing all of that around for -- for nothing. He doesn't know. He can't know because she doesn't say.
For a moment, it seems like he might add something else, but he doesn't. He's fucked no matter what. Tell a lie, that's no good. Tell the truth, that's no good.
He gives her a nod.]
Yeah. Later.
[And, with that, he turns to head out of the door, just barely resisting the urge to slam it behind him before he storms off down the hallway to go hit something that isn't a wall.]
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He wishes they could go back to that. At least then he knew she felt something, but now he's pretty sure that she doesn't. That he had completely misjudged this whole damn situation. That she was throwing all of that around for -- for nothing. He doesn't know. He can't know because she doesn't say.
For a moment, it seems like he might add something else, but he doesn't. He's fucked no matter what. Tell a lie, that's no good. Tell the truth, that's no good.
He gives her a nod.]
Yeah. Later.
[And, with that, he turns to head out of the door, just barely resisting the urge to slam it behind him before he storms off down the hallway to go hit something that isn't a wall.]