[There's a flicker of guilt, at that. They're trying. Sure, it feels like they're partly doing it out of obligation, but- even so, they wouldn't feel that obligation if they didn't care on some level. If they really, truly didn't care he just wouldn't get responses at all.
Ryan doesn't really know what to do about that unhappiness in his face, the bitterness; nothing, most likely. It doesn't seem like the kind of thing he can soothe. But it doesn't stop him from wanting to, or from trying-- and so he scoots over to settle next to John, not setting a hand on him, just putting himself there to be a solid, warm presence against him.]
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[There's a flicker of guilt, at that. They're trying. Sure, it feels like they're partly doing it out of obligation, but- even so, they wouldn't feel that obligation if they didn't care on some level. If they really, truly didn't care he just wouldn't get responses at all.
Ryan doesn't really know what to do about that unhappiness in his face, the bitterness; nothing, most likely. It doesn't seem like the kind of thing he can soothe. But it doesn't stop him from wanting to, or from trying-- and so he scoots over to settle next to John, not setting a hand on him, just putting himself there to be a solid, warm presence against him.]