"I wouldn't be able to make any progress if I didn't," they point out. "Knitting is nothing but doing it one more time, approximately eight thousand times."
They stick to an objective, logical reason, because some part of them kind of... ha ha, they know, don't they? They know what it's like to expect that asking questions might fray someone's patience too much, might earn you five across the face for playing dumb just to bother them. Know what it's like when speaking up just gets you ridiculed, laughed at, scorned, when nobody will believe you anyway.
They know, too, that after you've gotten used to that, you no longer know how to respond to reassurance. It feels fake, too good to be true, too alien to trust for even a second. "Oh, I don't mind at all, it's totally fine" just feels like a lie. So they try to be logical about it. See, it makes sense to show him again.
So they repeat the motion, do another stitch. Again with careful slowness, occasionally tugging on the working yarn just to call attention to where it goes, pausing briefly at the various phases just so he can get a clear look at what the yarn looks like when you're halfway done. "It took me lots of tries too, I think. Sometimes I'd set it down in the middle of making a stitch, and it was like my head went blank. I couldn't recognize what step I was on for the life of me."
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They stick to an objective, logical reason, because some part of them kind of... ha ha, they know, don't they? They know what it's like to expect that asking questions might fray someone's patience too much, might earn you five across the face for playing dumb just to bother them. Know what it's like when speaking up just gets you ridiculed, laughed at, scorned, when nobody will believe you anyway.
They know, too, that after you've gotten used to that, you no longer know how to respond to reassurance. It feels fake, too good to be true, too alien to trust for even a second. "Oh, I don't mind at all, it's totally fine" just feels like a lie. So they try to be logical about it. See, it makes sense to show him again.
So they repeat the motion, do another stitch. Again with careful slowness, occasionally tugging on the working yarn just to call attention to where it goes, pausing briefly at the various phases just so he can get a clear look at what the yarn looks like when you're halfway done. "It took me lots of tries too, I think. Sometimes I'd set it down in the middle of making a stitch, and it was like my head went blank. I couldn't recognize what step I was on for the life of me."