For a long moment, Peter just. Gapes. Apparently he's doing his best fish impression, because his eyes are wide, and he keeps grasping for words that won't come.
He also feels the unpleasant sensation of falling, plummeting down and down and down, but with a rope just within his reach to save himself. He could just grab for it, but he hasn't -- because when he does, it'll hurt. But it'll hurt even more if he lands, won't it? ]
-- Wait.
[ It's the only thing he can think of to say, and even then it comes out weakly, hesitantly, voice thin and thready. But he can't just-- he can't let Charlie leave on a note like that, right? ]
Just-- I'm sorry. Okay? I'm sorry. I didn't mean--
[ He rubs at the-- less shitty side of his face. ] All this shit is so fucking complicated.
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For a long moment, Peter just. Gapes. Apparently he's doing his best fish impression, because his eyes are wide, and he keeps grasping for words that won't come.
He also feels the unpleasant sensation of falling, plummeting down and down and down, but with a rope just within his reach to save himself. He could just grab for it, but he hasn't -- because when he does, it'll hurt. But it'll hurt even more if he lands, won't it? ]
-- Wait.
[ It's the only thing he can think of to say, and even then it comes out weakly, hesitantly, voice thin and thready. But he can't just-- he can't let Charlie leave on a note like that, right? ]
Just-- I'm sorry. Okay? I'm sorry. I didn't mean--
[ He rubs at the-- less shitty side of his face. ] All this shit is so fucking complicated.