[There's no mistaking it in the small, startled blink, and the way he stands up a little straighter and looks at him. That caught him off guard. Might've been a...last ditch thing. A one chance thing. He just knows so many people who are hermetically sealed, locked down vaults about this kind of thing that even potential last words don't get that kind of bitter honesty.]
[Not usually, anyway.]
[It's a shame he can't return the sentiment without a little interest.]
[It's a shame he can't really know if it's him, or just - this nebulous idea that he's all right, that he's okay, that Jay missed, because he can no longer tell if the same can be said for who Tim himself was missing.]
[Pretty fucked up, when you think about it. So he doesn't.]
no subject
[Not usually, anyway.]
[It's a shame he can't return the sentiment without a little interest.]
[It's a shame he can't really know if it's him, or just - this nebulous idea that he's all right, that he's okay, that Jay missed, because he can no longer tell if the same can be said for who Tim himself was missing.]
[Pretty fucked up, when you think about it. So he doesn't.]
Me, or the guy you knew?