There are things I should do. I should tell him that I've done worse, that there was a chance it wasn't his invention. I could make things right at this very moment and accept that this Gale wasn't the same. I know all of these things, but I don't do anything. The only thing I do is nod once, numbly.
no subject
I nod, and hate myself a little bit more.
"Do you need anything?"