Re: Call: Jamie/Seven
I don't think it's been fucking around for a while, Jamie. [He sounds a little distant when he says this part. He's thinking about the things he wants to say, and how he's a fucking hypocrite, because he said he was sick of holding shit back and yet that's all he's doing now.] I am sorry, if I hurt your sisters. I agree that some time, space or whatever, is a good idea because they're scared for you and I don't think pulling focus back to me coming across like a dick would be helpful. Maybe I'm wrong, I dunno.
[A pause.] I don't know Si. He seemed more pissed that I was talking to Hannah and Mars instead of him than anything else. That's what he got passive-aggressive about, anyway, but like I said. I don't know. What I think doesn't really fucking matter right now. [He just sounds drained, voice in danger of being drowned out by the buffeting of the wind off the lake against his phone's mic.] I don't give a shit what anyone thinks about me except you, but I get that you do. I'm sorry, for hurting that. Hurting you that way.