Re: The Chamberlain's Men: Hugh & Mason
"Which part? The hiding or the getting out? Because, the hiding I would say hasn't gone so well, and the getting out - it remains to be seen. From the current conversation, anyway, I would say it's not the worst thing I've chosen to do this year, and we'll see beyond that. I've really just started there, but it feels better, I think." Living with a huge secret he'd been trying to keep people from discovering hadn't felt good at all. So tell the truth, let it fall where it would.
Hugh grinned. "I've not really read much Lovecraft, but alright, I think that would work too." His smile faltered a bit at the mention of the dream, and he took another drink. If only he hadn't been asleep during that damn dream coma. Everything terrible that had happened to him in the last month had happened because of that. Although, perhaps all it had really done was peel back where there were things that needed to change. He hadn't listened to Hannah at all, really. He'd pushed, pushed ahead, thinking he knew best and that she'd see that, even while telling himself he was respecting her always, but hadn't acted in a way that did. And he could be ashamed of it (and he was, because it was outside of what he believed made you a good person), and he could do better now. And ultimately, while he was grateful that she wanted to continue to be friends and he was hurt over the fact that it couldn't be what he'd wanted it to be, there was something more solid about now. He felt more secure in this, than he had prior to the dream. His brows furrowed as he put the drink back down with a sigh. "Please tell me your secret to avoiding all of it? Because if there's a trick..."