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Hal Yorke was involved tagentially (needstheroutine) wrote in wariscoming,

"I've said I'm..." he started. Not quite snapping the words but definitely less than his usual calm. "I'm sure. Its just been a hell of a morning. And what with going out more often lately. I just need to take the time to focus. Perhaps its that I have lost sight of. I'll be alright Alex. I promise you." And he'd try to be, for as long as he could be because she truly did deserve that from him. Really she deserved better than him but he knew telling her things like that was futile.

It bothered him that this was the life he had forced upon her. Living with his moods, his routines. Knowing ultimatly that one day soon he would disappoint her. That all her help, all of it would fall by the wayside to Him. He didn't know when or what the catyest would be, he didn't even know that there would be one in any real way. But it would happen. Until then he would fight it, as Alex would want him to, in memory of Leo who had fought so hard for him for most of his life.

"I'll keep to the routines and it will be fine."

And if she believed that she'd believe anything.

He focused on watching her lift the dominoes. They floated and span and returned to their place and he had to admit he was impressed with how far she'd come in so short a time. She was powerful. "That's amazing Alex, you've been practicing without telling me?!"