He shook his head at the offer of jogging, already moving to curl up tight against Raylan.
"I know what started this," he admitted in a soft voice. "And it's stupid. It's just..." He squeezed his eyes shut for a second, trying to order his breath. "I was having dinner at my mother's house after my father woke up and Ainsley couldn't make it so there wasn't any kind of a buffer. She asked how you were doing and it led into one of her stream of consciousness rambles and it was just... a throw away comment. She said she hoped you were prepared. That you were... the right kind of person. And I thought she was being classist, but it was so much worse. She said I needed to be with someone nurturing, because I'm going to be a burden on them for the rest of my life. The implication being that they had to like that sort of thing and...intellectually, I don't really buy it; I don't. I know I'm capable of looking after myself. But I just..." He swallowed and let his fingertips wander along Raylan's chest. "I don't want you to end up feeling like... you're stuck with some sort of emotional invalid." He ventured a look at Raylan's face. "I know I should just let it go in one ear and out the other, but sometimes things get stuck." He pressed his lips together and took another careful breath. "And I don't want you to go."
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"I know what started this," he admitted in a soft voice. "And it's stupid. It's just..." He squeezed his eyes shut for a second, trying to order his breath. "I was having dinner at my mother's house after my father woke up and Ainsley couldn't make it so there wasn't any kind of a buffer. She asked how you were doing and it led into one of her stream of consciousness rambles and it was just... a throw away comment. She said she hoped you were prepared. That you were... the right kind of person. And I thought she was being classist, but it was so much worse. She said I needed to be with someone nurturing, because I'm going to be a burden on them for the rest of my life. The implication being that they had to like that sort of thing and...intellectually, I don't really buy it; I don't. I know I'm capable of looking after myself. But I just..." He swallowed and let his fingertips wander along Raylan's chest. "I don't want you to end up feeling like... you're stuck with some sort of emotional invalid." He ventured a look at Raylan's face. "I know I should just let it go in one ear and out the other, but sometimes things get stuck." He pressed his lips together and took another careful breath. "And I don't want you to go."