[ Rita was right; there were limits to what a teenager could say, particularly this teenager. Finn's own method of working through those moments of doubt was often to dive into his own moody depression. Or, in the best case scenario, bury the bad feelings so deep inside himself that they couldn't possibly get out. That is, until they invariably did, even if Finn didn't have the experience or self-reflectiveness to recognize how point A led to point B.
Such as now, when her last sentence strikes a unpleasant chord inside his chest. ]
I--[ He stops short, face falling into an unseen frown. ] I don't know. I mean, I like to think everyone here's done some ugly stuff. That's why we're here, right? Maybe some are worse than other people, but... being here means wanting to undo that, right?
That has to count for something, doesn't it?
[ Is he reassuring himself or her? It's suddenly not very clear. ]
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Such as now, when her last sentence strikes a unpleasant chord inside his chest. ]
I--[ He stops short, face falling into an unseen frown. ] I don't know. I mean, I like to think everyone here's done some ugly stuff. That's why we're here, right? Maybe some are worse than other people, but... being here means wanting to undo that, right?
That has to count for something, doesn't it?
[ Is he reassuring himself or her? It's suddenly not very clear. ]