[ Jesse nods. Whether Daryl believes it or not, Jesse feels sure that what had happened out there had been an anomaly. That Daryl would never have done it or anything like it if he'd had any say in the matter.
But of course, it's a hell of a lot easier to forgive someone else than it is to forgive yourself, something Jesse knows from painful personal experience. And the memories will never go away. ]
I know.
[ What else can he say? He can't erase the memories that must be playing in Daryl's head on a loop any more than he can undo what had happened. All he can do is offer hollow reassurances from someone who hadn't even been there.
So he gives up on talking, and just reaches, hesitantly at first, for the hand Daryl doesn't have clenched too tightly around the water glass. It still feels a little bit weird offering that kind of physical comfort, especially to a guy. But not that weird anymore, not with Daryl. And the look on Daryl's face is haunting, cutting Jesse right to his core.
He gets a grip on his hand and holds on tight with both of his own, then leans into his side, pressed heavy against his shoulder. ]
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But of course, it's a hell of a lot easier to forgive someone else than it is to forgive yourself, something Jesse knows from painful personal experience. And the memories will never go away. ]
I know.
[ What else can he say? He can't erase the memories that must be playing in Daryl's head on a loop any more than he can undo what had happened. All he can do is offer hollow reassurances from someone who hadn't even been there.
So he gives up on talking, and just reaches, hesitantly at first, for the hand Daryl doesn't have clenched too tightly around the water glass. It still feels a little bit weird offering that kind of physical comfort, especially to a guy. But not that weird anymore, not with Daryl. And the look on Daryl's face is haunting, cutting Jesse right to his core.
He gets a grip on his hand and holds on tight with both of his own, then leans into his side, pressed heavy against his shoulder. ]
Drink your water, Daryl.