Re: Call: Jamie/Seven
I know you're not. And yeah, I get that there's more shit that I don't know about your family than I realize. I could have not acted like such a prick, I'm not trying to make any fucking excuses. [Leaning his forehead against the heel of his hand where it's braced against his knee, so that his voice sounds thick with his throat compressed.] I'm not going to argue with you about what you do or don't need. I know it's fucking weird, when we haven't talked about it. But you did lose a lot of weight over the months where we [...] weren't talking. And if that's the result, then it doesn't seem like you really have it under control, Jamie. But I'm going to support you, however you feel, if you want me to. And if what you want is for me to fuck off, you can say that, too.
[Another sigh, muffled against his sleeve.] The girls said they were - are, maybe, I don't know - going to pose it as a dinner, and they wanted me there because they thought maybe you'd listen more to me. I said that I didn't know, and I was willing to try, but not without you having any idea what you were walking into. It just... didn't seem fair.