Love mends even the broken parts
"Ha ha." Loren deadpanned a laugh at Maea's teasing. Then, though, he fell silent as she spoke. Astra got up and came to settle in his lap and he stroked her fur absently and held the luxere close as the pale skinned woman continued to talk.
Finally, when she finished, he sighed. "If I say kind of, how mad will you be?" It was his attempt at at a joke, and he gave her an apologetic smile to let her know he didn't really mean it. It slipped away as he rubbed his forehead. "It's not you I don't trust it's...me. I don't trust myself to change. To get better, to do better. To be...good. And kind and thoughtful and all those other things people are supposed to be."
Shrugging a bit helplessly, he gave her a tired look. "And so I'm worried, constantly, about how or what the next stupid thing is that I'm going to do or say that will hurt those I care about." His voice and expression were both guilty and ashamed.
Finally, when she finished, he sighed. "If I say kind of, how mad will you be?" It was his attempt at at a joke, and he gave her an apologetic smile to let her know he didn't really mean it. It slipped away as he rubbed his forehead. "It's not you I don't trust it's...me. I don't trust myself to change. To get better, to do better. To be...good. And kind and thoughtful and all those other things people are supposed to be."
Shrugging a bit helplessly, he gave her a tired look. "And so I'm worried, constantly, about how or what the next stupid thing is that I'm going to do or say that will hurt those I care about." His voice and expression were both guilty and ashamed.
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