[It's weirdly reassuring how accepting Bones is at being called shitty. Most people wouldn't take too kindly to being insulted. Yuri supposes it speaks to his sincerity about everything he's said.
(It makes him feel a little better about his own piss poor self worth. Like the doctor has been saying, he isn't alone.)
There's another thing that's making Yuri pause and think -- Bones' relationship with his Maker. It sounds like Karma cared pretty deeply, and the question crosses his mind whether that's how Maker-novice bonds are supposed to be. He doubts Aleister is all that concerned about how he feels about himself, as long as it isn't causing another breakdown.]
......
[He glances up when the thrall enters with the oatmeal. Despite not having much of an appetite due to his head aching, it still smells good. The presence of the thrall causes a spike of discomfort in his gut, and he does his best to ignore it.]
... Thanks. [That's to Bones, for the oatmeal and everything else. This wasn't a conversation he ever wanted to have with someone, but it was one he needed.] There's a lot I need to wrap my head around. Not -- bad shit, but I'm not good at talking to people.
[He's antisocial and he knows it, no beating around the bush there. Opening up this much has been incredibly hard. The idea of doing it again seems overwhelming, and part of him would rather crawl into a hole than do it again. Regardless....
Yuri sighs a little, reluctantly glancing up at Bones.]
I'll try, though. If you really don't mind listening.
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(It makes him feel a little better about his own piss poor self worth. Like the doctor has been saying, he isn't alone.)
There's another thing that's making Yuri pause and think -- Bones' relationship with his Maker. It sounds like Karma cared pretty deeply, and the question crosses his mind whether that's how Maker-novice bonds are supposed to be. He doubts Aleister is all that concerned about how he feels about himself, as long as it isn't causing another breakdown.]
......
[He glances up when the thrall enters with the oatmeal. Despite not having much of an appetite due to his head aching, it still smells good. The presence of the thrall causes a spike of discomfort in his gut, and he does his best to ignore it.]
... Thanks. [That's to Bones, for the oatmeal and everything else. This wasn't a conversation he ever wanted to have with someone, but it was one he needed.] There's a lot I need to wrap my head around. Not -- bad shit, but I'm not good at talking to people.
[He's antisocial and he knows it, no beating around the bush there. Opening up this much has been incredibly hard. The idea of doing it again seems overwhelming, and part of him would rather crawl into a hole than do it again. Regardless....
Yuri sighs a little, reluctantly glancing up at Bones.]
I'll try, though. If you really don't mind listening.
[Congrats Bones, you're dad now.]