I just assumed all this time. Not exactly like I could ask them personally without making it worse. Or ask you.
[It's a resentment that has build up to banality over the years. It's just a part of his life, Harry's intervention or no, so he can't muster up the usual blistering anger. Harry doesn't exist anymore. Whatever happened might as well have never happened in the first place, and all of Harry's last five years are going to vanish when Jean does. And who has Jean's memory when he goes? Fucking Harry? He's alone. Especially here, he's alone.
Jean crosses his arms over his chest protectively, trying to sum up some authority in the situation.]
You're a fucking nutjob, though. You did it to everyone—some version of it. It started out as talking behind people's backs, and then you got sicker, and didn't care as much anymore.
[He pauses, looking at his shoes.]
Judit isn't going to trust you after what you said to her.
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[It's a resentment that has build up to banality over the years. It's just a part of his life, Harry's intervention or no, so he can't muster up the usual blistering anger. Harry doesn't exist anymore. Whatever happened might as well have never happened in the first place, and all of Harry's last five years are going to vanish when Jean does. And who has Jean's memory when he goes? Fucking Harry? He's alone. Especially here, he's alone.
Jean crosses his arms over his chest protectively, trying to sum up some authority in the situation.]
You're a fucking nutjob, though. You did it to everyone—some version of it. It started out as talking behind people's backs, and then you got sicker, and didn't care as much anymore.
[He pauses, looking at his shoes.]
Judit isn't going to trust you after what you said to her.