I didn't think it would happen again, I thought- I was- something else when it happened the first time! I thought it was just-[Trauma gestures awkwardly like he can't figure out how to say it.] I thought it didn't matter, okay?
And- It didn't. It wasn't-....[Trauma just sort of trails off, and breaks eye contact by basically deciding that the floor is a better place to give his attention.]
....Look. I wasn't planning on dying. And I didn't-...
It wasn't something I didn't feel like talking to you guys about. I didn't talk about it. At all. It's not like you're "not special" for not getting the memo.
[He sounds downright vicious by the point he's gotten to the end of that, because no, he did not want to talk about it and fuck you too. He finally looks back up somewhere near the end, which would be an improvement if he wasn't just sort of hostile.]
And yeah. You are. Stop lying to yourself. It's pathetic.
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And- It didn't. It wasn't-....[Trauma just sort of trails off, and breaks eye contact by basically deciding that the floor is a better place to give his attention.]
....Look. I wasn't planning on dying. And I didn't-...
It wasn't something I didn't feel like talking to you guys about. I didn't talk about it. At all. It's not like you're "not special" for not getting the memo.
[He sounds downright vicious by the point he's gotten to the end of that, because no, he did not want to talk about it and fuck you too. He finally looks back up somewhere near the end, which would be an improvement if he wasn't just sort of hostile.]
And yeah. You are. Stop lying to yourself. It's pathetic.