[And it's the ghost comment that makes it strike familiar with him. His hands that were relaxed on the table curl fingers over it now, as if he could grip the flat surface.]
That's the one who hurt Kate! [That was a little loud, and when one of the waitresses tosses him a look, he forces himself to relax his arms a little. Still, he's frowning.
Immediately, his own mind is echoing voices, telling him that it's good he didn't go to help. He could have been controlled and done something to hurt someone else. There was no way he could stand up against a power like that. No way at all.
But then, guilt hits him again. No, that risk was something you had to take for friendship! It's no wonder if she didn't consider them as friends... He didn't even go to save her.
He leans back in his seat, slouching the slightest bit.]
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Date: 2014-11-11 06:20 am (UTC)That's the one who hurt Kate! [That was a little loud, and when one of the waitresses tosses him a look, he forces himself to relax his arms a little. Still, he's frowning.
Immediately, his own mind is echoing voices, telling him that it's good he didn't go to help. He could have been controlled and done something to hurt someone else. There was no way he could stand up against a power like that. No way at all.
But then, guilt hits him again. No, that risk was something you had to take for friendship! It's no wonder if she didn't consider them as friends... He didn't even go to save her.
He leans back in his seat, slouching the slightest bit.]
...The one with all those hostages. I remember.