[It is what it is on this bitch of an Earth. They're stuck together, and he's. He's really not sure how he feels still, about Roland, but it's not hate, not disgust. Just unease, and that's not enough to make him abandon the guy at such a low moment, is it?
So stupid breathing exercises it is, letting his ears stop ringing in turn, right up until Roland lays it all out on the line.]
...Scheiß.
[What else do you say? 'I'm sorry'? That's not fucking helpful right now, and Roland's probably heard enough of that anyway.
Time to sit back on his haunches and simply pull out two cigarettes.] This place is awful, dragging that out for you to relive. Here. [Take the fucking smoke or he'll have to smoke it himself. He'll do it. He'll smoke two at once. Don't push him.]
...Makes sense you were married. You seem like the sort who'd want to settle down one day.
(。_。)
So stupid breathing exercises it is, letting his ears stop ringing in turn, right up until Roland lays it all out on the line.]
...Scheiß.
[What else do you say? 'I'm sorry'? That's not fucking helpful right now, and Roland's probably heard enough of that anyway.
Time to sit back on his haunches and simply pull out two cigarettes.] This place is awful, dragging that out for you to relive. Here. [Take the fucking smoke or he'll have to smoke it himself. He'll do it. He'll smoke two at once. Don't push him.]
...Makes sense you were married. You seem like the sort who'd want to settle down one day.