[He can't even look at Mikey right now, just pressing his fist more tightly against his forehead. The hand shakes where it rests, and he can't quite stop it.
His lips press into a thin unhappy line. He doesn't want to hurt Mikey, he doesn't want to make this any harder on any of them.]
Shitty, like this whole war? [He questions weakly back, trying to just push away from all of this.] I just can't let go. I can't...
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His lips press into a thin unhappy line. He doesn't want to hurt Mikey, he doesn't want to make this any harder on any of them.]
Shitty, like this whole war? [He questions weakly back, trying to just push away from all of this.] I just can't let go. I can't...