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[fononfailure]

[ Luke has discovered the wonders of a playground, including the joy of seeing just how high the swings can go. Which is pretty damn high. ]

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[scionofhispower]

And what exactly am I supposed to be feeling?

[fononfailure]

...

Disappointment? Disgust? Hate..? I don't know. That's why I'm asking.

[scionofhispower]

...

[fononfailure]

...I'm just making things worse, aren't I?

[scionofhispower]

As I said, what would you have me say?

[fononfailure]

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That you love me.

[scionofhispower]

I never said that I don't.

[fononfailure]

I know. But it's been a long while since you've said it...

[scionofhispower]

I haven't felt much reason to recently.

[fononfailure]

I've been trying to let you feel like you want to.

[scionofhispower]

It didn't used to take effort.

[fononfailure]

I'm sorry...

[scionofhispower]

[shakes his head slightly]

[fononfailure]

I-I just keep screwing up. Everything I try to do only backfires and hurts people, especially you. I really am worthless. You'd be better off without me.

[scionofhispower]

Stop that.

[fononfailure]

You said it yourself. Worthless.

[scionofhispower]

If you're going to turn this into your pity party, then I'll be taking my leave here.

[fononfailure]

It's not a pity party...

[scionofhispower]

Sure as hell sounds like it from here.

[fononfailure]

Speaking the truth automatically makes it into that?

[scionofhispower]

Tch.

[fononfailure]

You yourself admitted I'm worthless.

[scionofhispower]

Hn.

[fononfailure]

... *sinks farther down, not hugging him so much.*

[scionofhispower]

The more that you do things like this, the less likely it is that I'll ever-