[He doesn't want to talk. He doesn't want to fight, either. He doesn't want to be here. There are too many feelings going on right now. He can't possibly get up the energy to deal with them when he's busy being flattened by them.
He remembers not that long ago, telling Rean he'd always be happy to be caught. The thing is, that's true. He's happy to see him. He's happy to know Rean cared enough to chase him and he's happy to think that maybe Rean will help. But he's so overwhelmed by everything else that that happiness is a knife in his heart. It makes everything worse, because he can't actually believe Rean can help. He can't believe that he should, when he can't even trust that he's the person Rean thinks he's chasing, or that this is even happening in a reality that exists to anyone but Crow.
He keeps a distance between himself and Rean, defensive but not entirely combative.]
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[He doesn't want to talk. He doesn't want to fight, either. He doesn't want to be here. There are too many feelings going on right now. He can't possibly get up the energy to deal with them when he's busy being flattened by them.
He remembers not that long ago, telling Rean he'd always be happy to be caught. The thing is, that's true. He's happy to see him. He's happy to know Rean cared enough to chase him and he's happy to think that maybe Rean will help. But he's so overwhelmed by everything else that that happiness is a knife in his heart. It makes everything worse, because he can't actually believe Rean can help. He can't believe that he should, when he can't even trust that he's the person Rean thinks he's chasing, or that this is even happening in a reality that exists to anyone but Crow.
He keeps a distance between himself and Rean, defensive but not entirely combative.]
Go home, Rean.