If Vincent could hear that line of reasoning, and if not for Audhild, he would be quite certain there is nothing left for him in this world.
His mouth hangs open slightly as the words hit him like a slap in the face. "No..." He says quietly. "That's not what I was trying to do. I just wanted to know... I'm sorry if... if that was rude to ask." He lowers his head in apology.
Could... could she be right? Was he really just trying to play her because he desired to have her back? No. He refused to believe it. He was better than that. Now, at least. He had not fallen that far.
He swallows again and searches for words. "I think... I think this is the part where one of us is supposed to say 'Let's still be friends', but I don't think I can do that right now. It... seeing you is..." He clears his throat and just gestures with one hand. "If you ever need my help with anything, you know you can ask, but I think it may still be a while before we can just hang out casually.
I don't begrudge you anything... you're just giving me the truth, so that's all I can give you. It hurts, incredibly so, yes, but... but if he makes you happy, I'm glad for you." That's the point at which he can't meet her eyes anymore. Not after the accusation of a moment ago. His wounded pride won't let him go so far as to say out loud that maybe Rogers can offer her something he can't, that maybe people simply can't be solved for 'x', but it's something.
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His mouth hangs open slightly as the words hit him like a slap in the face. "No..." He says quietly. "That's not what I was trying to do. I just wanted to know... I'm sorry if... if that was rude to ask." He lowers his head in apology.
Could... could she be right? Was he really just trying to play her because he desired to have her back? No. He refused to believe it. He was better than that. Now, at least. He had not fallen that far.
He swallows again and searches for words. "I think... I think this is the part where one of us is supposed to say 'Let's still be friends', but I don't think I can do that right now. It... seeing you is..." He clears his throat and just gestures with one hand. "If you ever need my help with anything, you know you can ask, but I think it may still be a while before we can just hang out casually.
I don't begrudge you anything... you're just giving me the truth, so that's all I can give you. It hurts, incredibly so, yes, but... but if he makes you happy, I'm glad for you." That's the point at which he can't meet her eyes anymore. Not after the accusation of a moment ago. His wounded pride won't let him go so far as to say out loud that maybe Rogers can offer her something he can't, that maybe people simply can't be solved for 'x', but it's something.