[ His voice is a steady rasp as he turns his gaze back towards him, staring flatly. He had to have meant it on some level; otherwise, why even say it? And it wasn't like he was wrong, either. Harrison had just thought they'd moved past that by now. Apparently, he'd thought wrong. The apology . . . he can only sigh inwardly at it, shifting his eyes away. It feels like avoidance, like a way to duck it all and pretend everything is fine without really listening.
Harrison shakes his head, turning around and heading towards the door. Why did he even think talking would work? It's never worked in the past. Why would it suddenly all work out now? Better to cut his losses and leave now without another word than continue a fruitless back and forth. ]
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[ His voice is a steady rasp as he turns his gaze back towards him, staring flatly. He had to have meant it on some level; otherwise, why even say it? And it wasn't like he was wrong, either. Harrison had just thought they'd moved past that by now. Apparently, he'd thought wrong. The apology . . . he can only sigh inwardly at it, shifting his eyes away. It feels like avoidance, like a way to duck it all and pretend everything is fine without really listening.
Harrison shakes his head, turning around and heading towards the door. Why did he even think talking would work? It's never worked in the past. Why would it suddenly all work out now? Better to cut his losses and leave now without another word than continue a fruitless back and forth. ]