Okay well, yes you did, is not the thing to say right now, and it's a kind miracle of the universe that Armand is looking at the table instead of Daniel, and misses his brief, comical look of incredulity. A hell of an assertion from the guy who came here very specifically to discuss how he feels.
But alright. Let's look at this. Armand has changed his mind, or he is not being honest with himself. Maybe a messy mix of those options— Hello, I am feeling slighted by your rejection of the club kid loaded on MDMA is pretty different than Here are my deep feelings about depression. Too close, too personal. And yet Armand isn't angry or defensive, in fact, his body language screams a need for comfort.
Daniel does not trust it. A cat exposing a soft belly for petting before goring the hand. He holds still anyway, once more giving his maker a moment to inhabit quiet, proverbial space.
"Would you like to anyway?"
As noted (back then), he is not a psychologist. As noted (a minute ago) he's not interviewing him. They're just... hanging out. Having some coffee, out here where the leaves and whatever are going on.
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But alright. Let's look at this. Armand has changed his mind, or he is not being honest with himself. Maybe a messy mix of those options— Hello, I am feeling slighted by your rejection of the club kid loaded on MDMA is pretty different than Here are my deep feelings about depression. Too close, too personal. And yet Armand isn't angry or defensive, in fact, his body language screams a need for comfort.
Daniel does not trust it. A cat exposing a soft belly for petting before goring the hand. He holds still anyway, once more giving his maker a moment to inhabit quiet, proverbial space.
"Would you like to anyway?"
As noted (back then), he is not a psychologist. As noted (a minute ago) he's not interviewing him. They're just... hanging out. Having some coffee, out here where the leaves and whatever are going on.