[Why does he feel like he's a kindergarten teacher yelling at an unruly student! Why is Galo being weirdly accommodating!! Why does this make him so mad!!!]
I don't want to talk to you! I don't want to talk to anyone! Everyone wants to talk themselves to death while we wait and do nothing! I need to leave! Get! Out! Of! My! Way!
[Aiming a kick directly for his head. . . . Sorry.]
[Yeah, why, now he's just got a very mad Lio by the ankle, which might have seemed like a cool idea but he's still trying to kick him and now, also, punch him.]
[He's definitely got the strength advantage, so he's probably able to hold on! Lio doesn't show any sign of calming down any though - and also doesn't seem at all slowed down by any sort of pain.]
[Lio exhausts himself after a few minutes anyway, breathing heavily and pointedly turning his head so he's ignoring him - though he's still absolutely trapped. Shoot your shot, Galo.]
[Ugh! He’s so frustrated by this, though. There’s so much he wants to say to Lio, but all of it is so overwhelming and sad and it doesn’t seem like Lio particularly cares.
He just grits his teeth and says what it is he came here to say, which isn’t what’s important at all.]
I’m not going to hassle you, or do anything to you, or try to start something. You don’t have to stay away from me or worry about what I’ll do, okay? Just do what you want. It’s - that’s what I wanted to tell you.
Everything right now is overwhelming and sad and he can't explain to Galo - a man he barely knows - how he feels. All the talking, the lost inertia - how it feels like right now his whole heart has been ripped out. How the empty space sits cold and heavy and the only thing he can think to do is rage against it. He'd seen the entirety of the Burnish taken, his friends sacrifice themselves for him, only to end up here. Alone, helpless, and angry.
He doesn't want to listen. He does anyway, watching Galo's face with all the barely contained rage of the past few days behind it. But he's not fighting. He doesn't respond, simply waiting.]
There's a lot more between them that they need to talk about it, but he's been avoiding talking about it with anyone. He's still not sure what to think, when it comes to Kray, whether if he takes this time he suddenly has and thinks about it, there's a way where Galo hasn't been wrong about him his whole life.
He doesn't want to talk about it, he really doesn't think he wants to talk about it with Lio. They don't know each other, is the thing, and he doesn't know how Lio will react if he learns everything Galo now knows about Kray. He wants to think, maybe, he understands what it meant to him. That's the part of him that feels and always has felt drawn to Lio for reasons he can't explain. He also wonders if he's read this all wrong, and Lio will be smug, and he won't care one single bit otherwise. Galo has probably never overthought any interaction like this in his entire life, but somehow Lio always challenges what he takes for granted.
So he doesn't chicken out, it's only that he sets all that aside, since it's not exactly the right time, and Lio doesn't feel like talking right now, and it's not the point of what he wanted to say, and there's still time later, and he forgot all about it, anyway. It's fine. It's fine? But for spme reason he feels ashamed of himself anyway.]
[He doesn't know what he feels about any of this. It's too much, all at once, and he doesn't know what any of it means. Galo is more than the nuisance he's called him to the others - a stubborn presence that won't leave him be. His motives are entirely opaque to him. There's no reason for Kray Foresight's dog to be doing any of this, but he still finds himself believing him. He doesn't want to.
As soon as he's released, he snaps his leg back and gets up - heading for the doorway. Despite Galo telling him doesn't have to run out of the room every time, the only thing he wants to do right now is leave. Turning on his heel to face him.]
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[He's not always dumb. Sometimes he gets the picture.]
Well, I'm sorry if I told people you might try to set a fire and it wasn't true. I didn't know what you'd decide to do.
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It isn't burning down a house full of trapped non-Burnish.
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[It's just logic, Lio.]
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I don't want to talk to you! I don't want to talk to anyone! Everyone wants to talk themselves to death while we wait and do nothing! I need to leave! Get! Out! Of! My! Way!
[Aiming a kick directly for his head. . . . Sorry.]
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Let go!
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[Getting kicked and punched a lot. Holding on with all his might!]
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Lio! I’m just trying to tell you -
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He just grits his teeth and says what it is he came here to say, which isn’t what’s important at all.]
I’m not going to hassle you, or do anything to you, or try to start something. You don’t have to stay away from me or worry about what I’ll do, okay? Just do what you want. It’s - that’s what I wanted to tell you.
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Everything right now is overwhelming and sad and he can't explain to Galo - a man he barely knows - how he feels. All the talking, the lost inertia - how it feels like right now his whole heart has been ripped out. How the empty space sits cold and heavy and the only thing he can think to do is rage against it. He'd seen the entirety of the Burnish taken, his friends sacrifice themselves for him, only to end up here. Alone, helpless, and angry.
He doesn't want to listen. He does anyway, watching Galo's face with all the barely contained rage of the past few days behind it. But he's not fighting. He doesn't respond, simply waiting.]
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There's a lot more between them that they need to talk about it, but he's been avoiding talking about it with anyone. He's still not sure what to think, when it comes to Kray, whether if he takes this time he suddenly has and thinks about it, there's a way where Galo hasn't been wrong about him his whole life.
He doesn't want to talk about it, he really doesn't think he wants to talk about it with Lio. They don't know each other, is the thing, and he doesn't know how Lio will react if he learns everything Galo now knows about Kray. He wants to think, maybe, he understands what it meant to him. That's the part of him that feels and always has felt drawn to Lio for reasons he can't explain. He also wonders if he's read this all wrong, and Lio will be smug, and he won't care one single bit otherwise. Galo has probably never overthought any interaction like this in his entire life, but somehow Lio always challenges what he takes for granted.
So he doesn't chicken out, it's only that he sets all that aside, since it's not exactly the right time, and Lio doesn't feel like talking right now, and it's not the point of what he wanted to say, and there's still time later, and he forgot all about it, anyway. It's fine. It's fine? But for spme reason he feels ashamed of himself anyway.]
...Yeah. So. Can we just call a truce for now?
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As soon as he's released, he snaps his leg back and gets up - heading for the doorway. Despite Galo telling him doesn't have to run out of the room every time, the only thing he wants to do right now is leave. Turning on his heel to face him.]
For now.