[ Oh, she can ask. Ren can't guarantee that anything will change, or that an answer will surface from the city's malicious workings first before he bites that bullet. Ren is more a... receptacle? Of people's problems than one that unburdens. Like the receiving end of a garbage chute. A very caring one. ]
Oof.
[ There's a minor shudder that runs through Ren, more a sympathetic vibration than not for reasons Pidge will soon know. This part he doesn't mind digging up. Misery loves company, right? At the very least he can give her reason not to think he's asking for no reason. He does dawdle briefly, scratching the back of his neck for the length of a soft exhale. ]
That's rough. And I get it? As in, the same thing snuck up on me and it's amazing and kinda sucks an incredible amount of ass simultaneously.
[ Filtering done, Ren expertly pours each of them a cup and slides Pidge's over in solidarity. He feels less awkward now that he isn't making stabs in the dark anymore, though what Pidge does or doesn't take away from his side of things is up to her. ]
Like, when I think back on it the worst part is not knowing. You start gettin' all paranoid and miserable, you know? I did, anyway. And from what I learned, if your friendship really is almost perfect then it's strong enough to survive telling them how you feel, even if they don't return your feelings.
[ He doesn't much look like the type that'd get turned down but it happens. Sometimes the world is ending on a more literal level and it puts a rejection into perspective, heh. ]
no subject
Oof.
[ There's a minor shudder that runs through Ren, more a sympathetic vibration than not for reasons Pidge will soon know. This part he doesn't mind digging up. Misery loves company, right? At the very least he can give her reason not to think he's asking for no reason. He does dawdle briefly, scratching the back of his neck for the length of a soft exhale. ]
That's rough. And I get it? As in, the same thing snuck up on me and it's amazing and kinda sucks an incredible amount of ass simultaneously.
[ Filtering done, Ren expertly pours each of them a cup and slides Pidge's over in solidarity. He feels less awkward now that he isn't making stabs in the dark anymore, though what Pidge does or doesn't take away from his side of things is up to her. ]
Like, when I think back on it the worst part is not knowing. You start gettin' all paranoid and miserable, you know? I did, anyway. And from what I learned, if your friendship really is almost perfect then it's strong enough to survive telling them how you feel, even if they don't return your feelings.
[ He doesn't much look like the type that'd get turned down but it happens. Sometimes the world is ending on a more literal level and it puts a rejection into perspective, heh. ]