[A look of near-relief flits across his face, and is replaced by an expression of...not exactly a smile, it's still strained, but it's the closest thing to one since this conversation started.]
It's...I'm not mad at you. I was actually more, I dunno, worried.
[Acting like him is never a good thing. He sighs, and then takes a few steps closer so that he's not talking to her from across the junk heap anymore.]
Look, I wouldn't be asking you all this if it didn't help me whenever you started pushing me to answer shit whenever I'm freaking out.
Even if it's been a while since it happened, that's all still there, isn't it? That's not the kind of thing that just pops up from nowhere and then goes away. You got like that back before the last weekend, too, when I thought she might show up.
[ACTION]
It's...I'm not mad at you. I was actually more, I dunno, worried.
[Acting like him is never a good thing. He sighs, and then takes a few steps closer so that he's not talking to her from across the junk heap anymore.]
Look, I wouldn't be asking you all this if it didn't help me whenever you started pushing me to answer shit whenever I'm freaking out.
Even if it's been a while since it happened, that's all still there, isn't it? That's not the kind of thing that just pops up from nowhere and then goes away. You got like that back before the last weekend, too, when I thought she might show up.