Re: Phonecall: Marta / Seven
[A wordless shake of his head, and then the sound of Bean making a particularly enthusiastic squealing noise from the back. It makes him smile, just for a moment. But when he speaks, it's soothing and subdued.] He's really fucking good at that, you know? Pissing off people who care about him. It's like, on one hand, you want to help him and try to show him that he's valued and that he's... loved, and shit. And then he has to be so fucking flippant about it. Like, it's not enough to just not believe it. He has to throw it back in your face, and spit on it, and then wipe his fucking feet on it for good measure. [He's rambling now, tapping his fingers against the steering wheel and wondering if he's said too much.]