But yeah that's about what he expects. Richie holds a moment, unsure whether company is wanted or reviled. Then he knocks on the wall. Soft pitch for entry.]
Not much. It's all looking like a hot pile of shit, no matter which angle you come at it from.
[Richie will move forward, then. Joining him. He's not happy of course, but he can't quite match the gathering storm clouds over the kid's head. It's not going to be pretty.]
...I'm sorry. I wish it hadn't played out this way.
[ tilts his head slightly, making a derisive sound. it sure is all shit, huh. ]
I wish it hadn't either, but there's no changing it now. [ huffs a sigh. ] God, just when you think it can't possibly get worse, it somehow still does.
no subject
But yeah that's about what he expects. Richie holds a moment, unsure whether company is wanted or reviled. Then he knocks on the wall. Soft pitch for entry.]
Little star-gazing for what ails you?
no subject
What doesn't ail us after a day like today?
no subject
[Richie will move forward, then. Joining him. He's not happy of course, but he can't quite match the gathering storm clouds over the kid's head. It's not going to be pretty.]
...I'm sorry. I wish it hadn't played out this way.
no subject
I wish it hadn't either, but there's no changing it now. [ huffs a sigh. ] God, just when you think it can't possibly get worse, it somehow still does.