[Alone hasn't protected him for so many years now, and still those words are being thrown in his face. He half wants to punch John for being so obtuse when he needs him to be his usual agreeable self, and half wants to just acquiece because he doesn't want to not be with his friends and family.
That's just how it has to be. The events of the past... week? several months? several years?... have left a deep scar on him, much as the loss of Mary did. He's trying to protect them as his last act, make them stick together, and it's infuriating that none of them are cooperating.]
Damn it, John.
[It's a mumble, halfhearted, before he simply hangs up.]
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That's just how it has to be. The events of the past... week? several months? several years?... have left a deep scar on him, much as the loss of Mary did. He's trying to protect them as his last act, make them stick together, and it's infuriating that none of them are cooperating.]
Damn it, John.
[It's a mumble, halfhearted, before he simply hangs up.]