[-- so he would've thought months on months ago; now, he plops down.]
[sets the volleyball between his legs, idly rolls it forward and back.]
Sorry.
[sign instead of word. easier to concentrate on moving hands that didn't feel like a real language for an apology that shouldn't have been difficult. then again, if he actually had hindsight, he'd know it would have been impossible before trying to hold organs in with bare hands alone, before wooden floors and Tess's kind tone. before all that happened overshadowed his own lapse in judgment, and while his pride hadn't picked itself up - while shame and you hold me back sits as a laden stone in his stomach - he had gained more than a few new thoughts on it, and one of those were:]
[he'd been out of line.]
[shoving down someone doing their job, who wouldn't even fight back--]
[it'd been out of line.]
[should've apologized for the red mark on Nic's cheek, too. if the guy took it as that, he wouldn't argue.]
no subject
[-- so he would've thought months on months ago; now, he plops down.]
[sets the volleyball between his legs, idly rolls it forward and back.]
Sorry.
[sign instead of word. easier to concentrate on moving hands that didn't feel like a real language for an apology that shouldn't have been difficult. then again, if he actually had hindsight, he'd know it would have been impossible before trying to hold organs in with bare hands alone, before wooden floors and Tess's kind tone. before all that happened overshadowed his own lapse in judgment, and while his pride hadn't picked itself up - while shame and you hold me back sits as a laden stone in his stomach - he had gained more than a few new thoughts on it, and one of those were:]
[he'd been out of line.]
[shoving down someone doing their job, who wouldn't even fight back--]
[it'd been out of line.]
[should've apologized for the red mark on Nic's cheek, too. if the guy took it as that, he wouldn't argue.]