[ The slight joke about the food takes some of the tension out of Byerly; the impassioned declaration about her right to speak drives it right back into him. Is it always going to be like this with her? Always so raw and fraught, so that any step feels like it risks dragging one down into the abyss? He cannot dismiss her, or she'll feel abandoned and brokenhearted; he cannot encourage her to just take the time in silence, because she'll feel voiceless. And if she does speak, she's likely going to say something that'll make Byerly just feel even worse.
Well. One of those things is the least bad option, he thinks. ]
Just - have some breakfast. And talk about - something that makes you happy.
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Well. One of those things is the least bad option, he thinks. ]
Just - have some breakfast. And talk about - something that makes you happy.