"He cares about you. He cares about Janine and Jody, too. He cares about everyone he betrayed. It's killing him."
She's almost proud of herself for managing to retain her calm as well as she has, though her jaw is set now, teeth grit as she tries to swallow down anything more reactive. Sam has a right to be upset, something she has to continually remind herself of. He's not wrong, but she knows that she's not, either. They were both coming at it with a different perspective, but she'd seen firsthand what this was doing to Simon, what the consequences of his own actions had done to him-- things that hadn't even come to pass yet.
"If you really think he doesn't care, that he's not capable of regret or that he wouldn't do anything he could to take it back or make it right, then I don't think you know him at all." Harsh words, maybe, but it took a hell of a lot to reduce Simon to the quiet hermit he'd become over the last few weeks, hiding away in his room and keeping to himself, breaking down at the mere thought of someone, anyone, thinking that a second chance was even a possibility.
"I'm not here as his mouthpiece. Hell, he probably wouldn't want me saying any of this-- he thinks he deserves worse than whatever you're wishing on him right now. He doesn't think he deserves a chance, but I do."
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She's almost proud of herself for managing to retain her calm as well as she has, though her jaw is set now, teeth grit as she tries to swallow down anything more reactive. Sam has a right to be upset, something she has to continually remind herself of. He's not wrong, but she knows that she's not, either. They were both coming at it with a different perspective, but she'd seen firsthand what this was doing to Simon, what the consequences of his own actions had done to him-- things that hadn't even come to pass yet.
"If you really think he doesn't care, that he's not capable of regret or that he wouldn't do anything he could to take it back or make it right, then I don't think you know him at all." Harsh words, maybe, but it took a hell of a lot to reduce Simon to the quiet hermit he'd become over the last few weeks, hiding away in his room and keeping to himself, breaking down at the mere thought of someone, anyone, thinking that a second chance was even a possibility.
"I'm not here as his mouthpiece. Hell, he probably wouldn't want me saying any of this-- he thinks he deserves worse than whatever you're wishing on him right now. He doesn't think he deserves a chance, but I do."