I don't have any problems to talk about right now and, if I did? They'd be problems related to something completely different.
I just wanted to check on you, alright? I'll understand if you don't wanna talk, 'cause that Draft was rough on everyone. But, we're all stuck here, so we've gotta look out for eachother.
[Great, he was doing it again. Making others worry, being a burden, everything that wasn't what a hero was supposed to be. Why couldn't he just live up to that image? Actually be it? Instead, he can't keep his stupid problems from showing. He already broke a few times with spillng his guts, he can't do that anymore.]
I'm fine. Really. I just need sometime to think. That's all.
[He realizes this could turn ugly though with an argument or with Cliff mad at him so he's going to try his damnedest to avoid it.]
It's not that I don't appreciate you doing this for me. 'Cause I do. I just need to figure this out on my own.
[The kid really did have more problems than he realized, but Cliff wasn't going to force the issue. He couldn't make anyone do anything, but he was satisfied that he at least tried. With luck, Cross might think a little more in the future.
That was enough.]
It doesn't really look like that's worked for you so far...but, you know. A man's gotta do what he needs to do. Sometimes, he just doesn't realize it until it's too late.
Don't be afraid to talk, Cross. I'm always available for a chat-- there's nothing but time here.
Everyone needs someone to talk to. Just try to remember that.
[What'd Cliff even know about all this anyways? Dealing with all this and knowing the moment he probably spilled he'd be labelled as annoying or a pest? He bites his lip a little bit because, yes, he does want to spill and while Cliff is giving him this chance...
he can't take it. Or else he'd betray the very image he's trying to build for himself.]
I'll be fine, Cliff. There's a lot more to worry about right now than just me...
[There really was no way of making this guy stop from trying to give him help was there? Even when he said he apperciated it, it didn't feel like it would be dropped and forgotten. In the end, he'd have to deal with this eventually.]
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I just wanted to check on you, alright? I'll understand if you don't wanna talk, 'cause that Draft was rough on everyone. But, we're all stuck here, so we've gotta look out for eachother.
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[Great, he was doing it again. Making others worry, being a burden, everything that wasn't what a hero was supposed to be. Why couldn't he just live up to that image? Actually be it? Instead, he can't keep his stupid problems from showing. He already broke a few times with spillng his guts, he can't do that anymore.]
I'm fine. Really. I just need sometime to think. That's all.
[He realizes this could turn ugly though with an argument or with Cliff mad at him so he's going to try his damnedest to avoid it.]
It's not that I don't appreciate you doing this for me. 'Cause I do. I just need to figure this out on my own.
[or his usual way of bottling up his feelings.]
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That was enough.]
It doesn't really look like that's worked for you so far...but, you know. A man's gotta do what he needs to do. Sometimes, he just doesn't realize it until it's too late.
Don't be afraid to talk, Cross. I'm always available for a chat-- there's nothing but time here.
Everyone needs someone to talk to. Just try to remember that.
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he can't take it. Or else he'd betray the very image he's trying to build for himself.]
I'll be fine, Cliff. There's a lot more to worry about right now than just me...
But, thanks. It's nice to know that. I mean it.
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Cross. The offer still stands whenever you decide you wanna take it. No pressure, no rush. I just wanted you to know that it's there.
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I'll think on it. Cliff.