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Logan didn't interrupt or prod or press for more. The waves of shame, fidgeting and the weakened voice of the team leader said everything the man's words couldn't.
He simply listened.
Listened to Scott's story. Of powerlessness. Of exploitation. Of being used.
In one of the sickest ways... no wonder he's backin' off... bet that's all he knows? Bein' used, degraded, defiled, debased... fucked like a cheap whore... because that's what he was...
Bile churned around in his stomach and crept up his throat. But when Scott stopped talking, Logan carefully placed his meaty hand on Scott's shoulder and looked into the taller man's face.
He didn't give Scott an expression of pity. He wasn't looking at damaged goods.
His face bore only an expression of understanding and respect.
"I can't make up fer that shit, Scotty. And I can't erase tha past, much as I'd fuckin' like ta. All I can tell ya... well..." he took a breath, unsure of his words, "nothin' between us was ever anythin' like that. And it ain't ever gonna be. I'm not gonna pressure ya... if ya need more time, that's fine."
Take it easy, build trust...
"But with my Scotty... yeah, there was anger from time ta time..." He needs ta hear this, "but most o'tha time? We did it because we saw somethin' in each other... somethin' worthy. We gave each other what we both deserved... respect. That kinda stuff ya went through? Tha opposite o'what me an' my Scotty did."