[ his eyes fall shut and his brow furrows for half a second--the closest he'll let himself get to a wince. this isn't want he wanted. them worried and thrown out of the easy banter of a moment before. he just needed--space. a little breathing room. ]
It's not-- [you, he swallows down. huffs in something that would be amusement if this situation weren't what it is.
leonard has always been careful with his words. each one chosen so as not to give too much away. he's always been a witty liar, his truths doled out when and how he wants them to be, often wrapped up in something else. that won't help him here. not with his partner. not with his could-have-been. ]
I don't like missing something. [ he says finally. the memories he doesn't share with the two of them make him feel like he's on the other side of a two-way mirror, looking in on something he can't quite touch.
he squashes down the feeling and turns to face sara. expression soft and hands softer, he reaches out to tuck a stray bit of hair behind her ear. glances over at mick, an apology writ across his face. ] Stay. Both of you.
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It's not-- [ you, he swallows down. huffs in something that would be amusement if this situation weren't what it is.
leonard has always been careful with his words. each one chosen so as not to give too much away. he's always been a witty liar, his truths doled out when and how he wants them to be, often wrapped up in something else. that won't help him here. not with his partner. not with his could-have-been. ]
I don't like missing something. [ he says finally. the memories he doesn't share with the two of them make him feel like he's on the other side of a two-way mirror, looking in on something he can't quite touch.
he squashes down the feeling and turns to face sara. expression soft and hands softer, he reaches out to tuck a stray bit of hair behind her ear. glances over at mick, an apology writ across his face. ] Stay. Both of you.
[ leonard doesn't move from the bed. ]