[ he swallows, thinking of all the people he owes. and of david lieberman saying he wouldn't forget what frank had done for him. when he does things for others, it's never with the expectation of a return. in fact, he'd rather they just take what he gave freely and not talk about it. but he knows claire isn't that way, and he likes that about her almost as much as the rest.
realizing he's doing some of his own clinging belatedly, he starts to gingerly back out of their deep embrace, which is difficult without letting go entirely. he just needs to put some space between them, to think. something he'd never been great at for prolonged periods of time, let alone forming them into words. ]
I, uh. I'm sure I'll be calling you soon enough. [ to dig more bullets out of him and generally save his life? or whatever. they both know he can't stop what he's doing, he won't. ]
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realizing he's doing some of his own clinging belatedly, he starts to gingerly back out of their deep embrace, which is difficult without letting go entirely. he just needs to put some space between them, to think. something he'd never been great at for prolonged periods of time, let alone forming them into words. ]
I, uh. I'm sure I'll be calling you soon enough. [ to dig more bullets out of him and generally save his life? or whatever. they both know he can't stop what he's doing, he won't. ]