Clinging to the ruin of your broken home, too lost and hurting to carry your load
You know we all need someone to hold
You know we all need someone to hold
Slightly mollified to hear it's not formal, he tries to brighten his spirits enough for a pout when she admits she did indeed assert herself as Guardian without telling him. "But I love fanfare," he grumbles, still playful but clearly not feeling himself. Normally he would tease or whine that she'd stolen his opportunity for gift-giving and obnoxious streamers, but he lets the topic die instead. "Congratulations all the same."
He shouldn't be surprised she notices, nor that she asks him upfront. It would be disingenuous to believe he could hide his burdens from her given how long they'd been attached at the hip. Still, he thumbs condensation off the side of his glass and watches the water trickle down to rest on the table, considering. There's really no good way to approach it all.
"Jude found Maeve." Silence reigns for a while after that as he clearly fights to figure out what to say. "And...I haven't decided whether we will be continuing our relationship." They were in limbo now, neither on nor off, and Harper knows it all rests on his shoulders, his decision. That merely makes it worse.
He shouldn't be surprised she notices, nor that she asks him upfront. It would be disingenuous to believe he could hide his burdens from her given how long they'd been attached at the hip. Still, he thumbs condensation off the side of his glass and watches the water trickle down to rest on the table, considering. There's really no good way to approach it all.
"Jude found Maeve." Silence reigns for a while after that as he clearly fights to figure out what to say. "And...I haven't decided whether we will be continuing our relationship." They were in limbo now, neither on nor off, and Harper knows it all rests on his shoulders, his decision. That merely makes it worse.
