[Another moment of hesitation, and he reaches out to place a hand on her shoulder, giving her a (hopefully) comforting squeeze.]
... sometimes-- [But he cuts himself off quickly after he speaks, gaze flickering away, back to the street below them. What he wanted to say next was one of the most difficult things for him to admit-- to himself, and to other people-- and it was something he hadn't actually told anyone before... something he had only hinted to her very briefly the last time this conversation came up]
I'm pretty firm about what I'll do for my own dad. There are lines I won't cross because it puts me on the same level as the people who... y'know. [He lowered his voice a bit, hand slipping to his side again]
But just so you know, sometimes I think-- [Another hesitation] It'd be easier, too.
[Action]
... sometimes-- [But he cuts himself off quickly after he speaks, gaze flickering away, back to the street below them. What he wanted to say next was one of the most difficult things for him to admit-- to himself, and to other people-- and it was something he hadn't actually told anyone before... something he had only hinted to her very briefly the last time this conversation came up]
I'm pretty firm about what I'll do for my own dad. There are lines I won't cross because it puts me on the same level as the people who... y'know. [He lowered his voice a bit, hand slipping to his side again]
But just so you know, sometimes I think-- [Another hesitation] It'd be easier, too.