Susan Amelia Bones (![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} susanamybones) wrote in ![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/community.gif){kind=small} finnigans_rpg, |
She tilted her head again and levelled him with a extra strong dose of Long Suffering Expression No. 4. "Where's your healers dictionary, I need to go look up the symptoms of an aneurism to see if I had one," she quipped with a cheeky grin. "In all honesty it doesn't bother me who you snog, as long as it's not me, my brother, or someone I'm dating. You two still flirt like you're about to go bump in the night so what would I know yeah?"
She sat back and let his words wash over her, taking in his nervous tics, his lack of eye contact, and the meaning of both what he was saying and not saying. "I know you're frightened of being alone, Justin," she began after he'd finally trailed off. "In fact the thought terrifies you." She reached across the table and grabbed his hand, giving it a squeeze. "And you know I love Seamus, and I love you, and this in no way an indication that I don't, and you are perfectly welcome to discount my words. But I have the weight of very painful personal experience, and my honesty hat is on so I need to say them: you need a relationship, and I worry that Seamus isn't emotionally equipped yet to give you that."
She closed her eyes and squeezed the bridge of her nose for a moment, mentally deciding to leave out any mention of Seamus' attraction for Dean - there was no need to cause any tension in the friend group on top of what there already was. "Seamus has... issues. He constantly worries about his scar, and while you're fantastic for him in the sense that you haven't left him because of it and aren't bothered by it at all... He cares about it, you know?" She took a long sip of her wine finishing it off completely. "He has all these issues of guilt and shame and body horror and they've basically coalesced into this cycle where he pushes people away subconsciously, thus proving that they don't love him, and thus that he's worthless and needs to build up more defenses, with which he then pushes the next person away with." She cracked her neck tiredly, feeling exhausted, but continued. "If you've the patience to bring those walls down, then I think it would be amazing - but I don't want you to get hurt either."