"I didn't think it through that far. You're the only one I've told."
Chas actually looked genuinely surprised at that – now, that was something he hadn’t expected either, that was for sure. For a moment, he felt plain foolish; he’d snapped and, admittedly, not necessarily acted the most sensible himself. …alright, punching and sensible just didn’t ever go together.
Sure, he wasn’t going to come up with a heart warming speech on how he wasn’t the only one who was going to have to deal with or how he wouldn’t have to deal with it alone, they weren’t on Oprah after all.
Didn’t change anything about the fact that he did care for John, no denying that. And he was dying. What was he supposed to say? ‘My sympathies’ and just shrug it off? Chas didn’t work that way.
A sigh and he averted his gaze. Not good, not good at fucking all.