Before that night, before digging Jason out of his grave. Tim hadn't known before that how much he doesn't want to lose him again, how much he'd actually felt Jason's absence in his early teens, on a personal rather than professional level. Maybe it's a stupid way to cope with that, avoiding him, withdrawing, but sometimes it's all Tim knows how to do.
Notice the thing that could hurt, do whatever you have to make it hurt less. It's like learning to fall the safest way you can, because you're going to fall no matter how hard you try not to. "I guess there was more to talk about," he says, still closed off, still trying to pass this off as something Jason's picking at unnecessarily. "It's been quiet since then. Less drama, more tea parties."
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Date: 2011-05-26 03:49 pm (UTC)Notice the thing that could hurt, do whatever you have to make it hurt less. It's like learning to fall the safest way you can, because you're going to fall no matter how hard you try not to. "I guess there was more to talk about," he says, still closed off, still trying to pass this off as something Jason's picking at unnecessarily. "It's been quiet since then. Less drama, more tea parties."