"You love me, just not as much as you loved him. You love me like you love Loki, and Delta, and Foxtrot, but not like North. A different kind of love. A love that isn't...intense."
He can't. He can't look at York, turns away. He's angry but not angry, just...everything that feels like he should be sad, upset, in tears even, is replaced instead by...none of that. Replaced by something less than that. Something calmer. Telling him to instead be angry at York. Something doesn't feel right.
"So I'm no different than the others. We're all on the same level. But they all knew about each other, and you decided to keep it from me instead of talking to me about it. Treated me like I was special."
Day 157 Evening
He can't. He can't look at York, turns away. He's angry but not angry, just...everything that feels like he should be sad, upset, in tears even, is replaced instead by...none of that. Replaced by something less than that. Something calmer. Telling him to instead be angry at York. Something doesn't feel right.
"So I'm no different than the others. We're all on the same level. But they all knew about each other, and you decided to keep it from me instead of talking to me about it. Treated me like I was special."