[ He does not know what to do with that feeling that makes him think of nothing so much as being patted on the head. Anyone nearby would hear a whole lot of furious get the fuck out of my head!, but what he's feeling is mostly grief.
It's grief that he's trying to shout over, grief that he's embarrassed by, but look, nobody's every been proud of him before, okay? What's he supposed to do with pride? ]
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It's grief that he's trying to shout over, grief that he's embarrassed by, but look, nobody's every been proud of him before, okay? What's he supposed to do with pride? ]