If you haven't already read it, you may wanna spare yourself.
( Volunteered in a slow drawl. His eyes flicker up to the ceiling - stuck partway through a roll, but mostly so he can replay the entire affair again in his head.
[ Nate admits with a grimace, because while he rarely engages in that kind of discourse - for good reason, just look at what went down in that nightmare of a post - he does like to keep abreast of the more contentious happenings. Partly to have some idea of what's going on, partly to make himself aware of who he should and should not engage in conversation.
[Definitely an understatement, but at least Nate knows the context. So now he supposes he really does have to figure out how to explain, and he doesn't want to go too deeply into it for various reasons.
But for a basic idea--]
After I went to go play poker with you, Kyna asked if I was coming back, and I told her I was. When I got there, she asked me what was wrong, so I tried to explain that it was... Upsetting that she was content to completely ignore everything that was being said about and to Ian and I, but I don't think she quite understood.
[It's... Not entirely the truth, as he's abbreviating some things, but he still thinks it's fair enough. He doesn't know if he wants to go into what set him off at the end, and it was a part of the overall issue anyway, so he'll just avoid it for now.]
( Most of the humor slips away by the time Lance is partway through his explanation, a quiet unhappiness settling somewhere around his mouth. Technically speaking, they resolved their issue — at least in the sense that they dropped the subject and he's pretending it never happened.
But.
Yeah, he still feels a rock of discontent somewhere in him over it. Over how it ended, and how it really didn't feel like she... got it.
His expectations were too high, he knows better now.
He suddenly seems very interested in his drink, and drinking it. No comment. The silence is probably telling enough anyway. )
[ Nate doesn't generally consider himself to be a perceptive person when it comes to others as opposed to his extremely niche special interests, but it's difficult not to notice the palpable shift in body language and the way that Lance makes a concerted effort to communicate himself.
He might have assumed there would be some kind of talk among them after the fact, a discussion about respective stances, arguments made, defenses put forth.
Guess it went over like a lead balloon. ]
...well, uh. I can't exactly speak to Kyna's motives because I barely know her, but if one of my close friends pulled the same crap I'd be pretty pissed off.
[It's good to know that Nate agrees, though then again Lance hadn't really expected anything different. He taps his fingers against his glass, trying to decide if he should elaborate any further, but eventually just offers a half-hearted shrug from his slouched position.]
It just... It felt more like she cared about justifying her decision than anything else. And I get it, that's not exactly a flaw I'm immune to either, but...
[But there's always a point when the other person's reaction shocks him into realizing he's gone too far, and having genuinely hurt a friend is much more upsetting to him than the possibility of having to face that he was wrong. He didn't feel that same sense here, which is what bothers him the most about this whole situation.]
( He tries to check himself, but is hard not to feel a little validated here. He'd been thinking he had unrealistic expectations of friendship, an idealized media version that doesn't actually hold up in reality. It's nice to hear that might not be the case, that somebody else would feel the same hurt and have the same standards.
He chews on the inside of his cheek.
Technically speaking their problem had less to do with Riverstone and more to do with the shit that went down on the network. It isn't applicable.
It doesn't matter.
Mostly.
It's fine.
Feels like a fucking moron that got raked over the coals and the person he'd have liked to have come to his defense defended the guy doing the raking, but.
He's letting it go.
Tl;dr big No Comment energy from this asshole taking up space on the couch. )
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( Volunteered in a slow drawl. His eyes flicker up to the ceiling - stuck partway through a roll, but mostly so he can replay the entire affair again in his head.
For the fifteenth time. )
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[ Nate admits with a grimace, because while he rarely engages in that kind of discourse - for good reason, just look at what went down in that nightmare of a post - he does like to keep abreast of the more contentious happenings. Partly to have some idea of what's going on, partly to make himself aware of who he should and should not engage in conversation.
He's learned from Hadriel. ]
I think "painful" is an understatement.
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But for a basic idea--]
After I went to go play poker with you, Kyna asked if I was coming back, and I told her I was. When I got there, she asked me what was wrong, so I tried to explain that it was... Upsetting that she was content to completely ignore everything that was being said about and to Ian and I, but I don't think she quite understood.
[It's... Not entirely the truth, as he's abbreviating some things, but he still thinks it's fair enough. He doesn't know if he wants to go into what set him off at the end, and it was a part of the overall issue anyway, so he'll just avoid it for now.]
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But.
Yeah, he still feels a rock of discontent somewhere in him over it. Over how it ended, and how it really didn't feel like she... got it.
His expectations were too high, he knows better now.
He suddenly seems very interested in his drink, and drinking it. No comment. The silence is probably telling enough anyway. )
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[ Nate doesn't generally consider himself to be a perceptive person when it comes to others as opposed to his extremely niche special interests, but it's difficult not to notice the palpable shift in body language and the way that Lance makes a concerted effort to communicate himself.
He might have assumed there would be some kind of talk among them after the fact, a discussion about respective stances, arguments made, defenses put forth.
Guess it went over like a lead balloon. ]
...well, uh. I can't exactly speak to Kyna's motives because I barely know her, but if one of my close friends pulled the same crap I'd be pretty pissed off.
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[It's good to know that Nate agrees, though then again Lance hadn't really expected anything different. He taps his fingers against his glass, trying to decide if he should elaborate any further, but eventually just offers a half-hearted shrug from his slouched position.]
It just... It felt more like she cared about justifying her decision than anything else. And I get it, that's not exactly a flaw I'm immune to either, but...
[But there's always a point when the other person's reaction shocks him into realizing he's gone too far, and having genuinely hurt a friend is much more upsetting to him than the possibility of having to face that he was wrong. He didn't feel that same sense here, which is what bothers him the most about this whole situation.]
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He chews on the inside of his cheek.
Technically speaking their problem had less to do with Riverstone and more to do with the shit that went down on the network. It isn't applicable.
It doesn't matter.
Mostly.
It's fine.
Feels like a fucking moron that got raked over the coals and the person he'd have liked to have come to his defense defended the guy doing the raking, but.
He's letting it go.
Tl;dr big No Comment energy from this asshole taking up space on the couch. )