No, no, you see, there's a difference between running away and coping. [He makes another gesture towards the back, where Michael and Iona had disappeared.] You don't know him like I do. I didn't come here to toss him into the grinder about the past, because I know that he... that it's been difficult for him.
[Michael was in the car with Anna when it happened. He doesn't like to think about it, but even Ryan would admit that such a thing is unimaginably hard to deal with. But there's only so much he can forgive.]
But he wasn't the only one who loved her, you know. She had a whole family's worth of people. She had me. And maybe some of those people wanted to talk with him, and maybe his running away made it more painful for all of them in the long run.
[All he can see is history repeating itself, here. If Michael has powers, he wants to know, not because he's a gossip or a busybody, but because it would be a nice change of pace, to talk to someone he once knew who could relate. He has a tough time with it too, despite his demeanor; maybe it'd be worth keeping in touch over. But instead, he watches the guy turn tail on him and disappear before he can get a word in.
Just like five years ago.]
Whatever. [He's turned this into a rant, and replaces everything with a sense of apathy. Another long sip of milkshake.] You know what they say, Oren. People don't really change.
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No, no, you see, there's a difference between running away and coping. [He makes another gesture towards the back, where Michael and Iona had disappeared.] You don't know him like I do. I didn't come here to toss him into the grinder about the past, because I know that he... that it's been difficult for him.
[Michael was in the car with Anna when it happened. He doesn't like to think about it, but even Ryan would admit that such a thing is unimaginably hard to deal with. But there's only so much he can forgive.]
But he wasn't the only one who loved her, you know. She had a whole family's worth of people. She had me. And maybe some of those people wanted to talk with him, and maybe his running away made it more painful for all of them in the long run.
[All he can see is history repeating itself, here. If Michael has powers, he wants to know, not because he's a gossip or a busybody, but because it would be a nice change of pace, to talk to someone he once knew who could relate. He has a tough time with it too, despite his demeanor; maybe it'd be worth keeping in touch over. But instead, he watches the guy turn tail on him and disappear before he can get a word in.
Just like five years ago.]
Whatever. [He's turned this into a rant, and replaces everything with a sense of apathy. Another long sip of milkshake.] You know what they say, Oren. People don't really change.