“Well, I’m already sitting, so…” She shrugged and watched him sit down, her eyes locking with his. “That’s fine. I just want to be with you. I don’t care if it really is nothing, or if it’s something big and you just don’t want to talk about it; you’re upset and I don’t like that and so I’m going to sit here and make sure you’re really okay.”
He sat in silence. For a good twenty minutes just sort of thinking, trying not to blow up in front of her again. His body radiated with rage, every part of him wanted to go beat so random sucker to a pulp, but he wouldn’t. No. He was just going to sit. Sit and hope that she would go to bed soon. Sit and hope that he could keep calm.
