[And with those tears in her eyes, the resentment he'd been harboring since their fight just breaks, and he reaches his hands across the table, automatically grabbing for hers even though they're out of reach.]
Sarah...
[He wants to hold her and tell her that everything will be okay. That's what he's good at, but he knows he's out of his depth with this. Because he doesn't know what's going to happen either, or even what she means by that. He has no idea what to expect from any sort of future with her, if they stay here long enough to have one. But he wants her to know that he's here for it, whatever it is. He needs her to understand that.]
That's what hope's for. And maybe you don't think you're allowed any - maybe things are just that shitty back home - but that's why I'm here. Things can be good. They were, for us, for a couple of months, and when you find something good you just run with it until the other crap catches up. And I know I'm nothing compared to the other guys you probably go for, and I can't even throw a punch, but I care about you. I care about you so much it hurts sometimes, and I think I'd do anything to make sure you were safe. Just forget about keeping me safe. You being happy is way more important than that. And if we make each other happy, then we should just...
[He realizes his voice has gotten a bit louder than he intended, and his words finally just catch in his throat. He's still confused about everything, but there it is. His feelings for her, all laid out between them.]
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Sarah...
[He wants to hold her and tell her that everything will be okay. That's what he's good at, but he knows he's out of his depth with this. Because he doesn't know what's going to happen either, or even what she means by that. He has no idea what to expect from any sort of future with her, if they stay here long enough to have one. But he wants her to know that he's here for it, whatever it is. He needs her to understand that.]
That's what hope's for. And maybe you don't think you're allowed any - maybe things are just that shitty back home - but that's why I'm here. Things can be good. They were, for us, for a couple of months, and when you find something good you just run with it until the other crap catches up. And I know I'm nothing compared to the other guys you probably go for, and I can't even throw a punch, but I care about you. I care about you so much it hurts sometimes, and I think I'd do anything to make sure you were safe. Just forget about keeping me safe. You being happy is way more important than that. And if we make each other happy, then we should just...
[He realizes his voice has gotten a bit louder than he intended, and his words finally just catch in his throat. He's still confused about everything, but there it is. His feelings for her, all laid out between them.]