In this post, you have the option to either meet Caterina in person or leave her an audio or video message. State which you want and I will happily follow your lead.
I'm sorry, Cat. You've been so kind to me, all this time-- even knowing what I really am; what I look like. And I understand what you're trying to do for me. I do. It's just... I can't--
[He breaks off. Now is not the time for self-pity. The last thing Caterina needs is a mercenary feeling sorry for himself. He nods, and tries to ignore the strange thrill that arises at the feeling of his hand in hers.]
You're probably right. A few hours of sleep will do us both some good. You, uh... you sure you don't need anything else?
[Caterina mulls it over for a moment before smiling gently.] You don't owe me an apology. These things take time and I am confident I will win you over to my way of thinking.
[She squeezes his hand before releasing it.] You've done all you can for me. Worry about yourself for a little while.
[He doesn't want to leave her. He can't remember the desire to stay with someone being so strong before, and as always, it's for a selfish reason. It isn't just because she's now the only connection he has to Abel. It's also because leaving her will force him to be with his own thoughts, his own insecurities and obsessions of could-have-beens and if-I-had-only-done-thises and he knows if he thinks about it too hard-- thinks about Abel's kind face smiling at him though the good times and the bad-- he will lose it.
But it's wrong to keep her up like this-- he can tell by the weariness in her face that she's exhausted. No choice but to go their separate ways for now; give each other a chance to mourn in privacy.]
I'll do my best.
[It's really all he can say. Reluctantly, he releases her and steps back; attempts one final smile.]
Sleep well, Wade. [She returns the smile easily before heading back into her apartment and shutting the door quietly behind her. It'll be a miracle if she'll actually manage to get her nightgown back on before she passes out, but she sure will try.]
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I'm sorry, Cat. You've been so kind to me, all this time-- even knowing what I really am; what I look like. And I understand what you're trying to do for me. I do. It's just... I can't--
[He breaks off. Now is not the time for self-pity. The last thing Caterina needs is a mercenary feeling sorry for himself. He nods, and tries to ignore the strange thrill that arises at the feeling of his hand in hers.]
You're probably right. A few hours of sleep will do us both some good. You, uh... you sure you don't need anything else?
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[She squeezes his hand before releasing it.] You've done all you can for me. Worry about yourself for a little while.
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But it's wrong to keep her up like this-- he can tell by the weariness in her face that she's exhausted. No choice but to go their separate ways for now; give each other a chance to mourn in privacy.]
I'll do my best.
[It's really all he can say. Reluctantly, he releases her and steps back; attempts one final smile.]
Sleep well, Caterina.
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