Re: quicklog, vegas hospital (ocean's eleven): neil & mere
[It was funny, that he actually missed her hand in his when she pulled it away. Neil blinked, swallowed hard, and his fingers twitched as he tried to figure out what to do with them. He knew he wasn't acting like he wanted to be here. It was like Cris said, that Mere would be able to pick up on other things with her sight gone. He should've listened. Her words were hollow, empty, and he licked his lips desperately. Stress was one of his triggers, and he'd never been very good under pressure.
His head jerked up when she said he didn't need to be there.] No. I want... I wanted to see you, Mere. [He shifted in his seat and rubbed the back of his hand against his mouth.] I'm not... good at this. I'm not good at anything. But I came to see you.