["i'm not gonna fall asleep," he says, with every possible indication of otherwise, and —
her sigh, short and clipped, is released in the end.
he will talk in circles all night, will continue to grasp onto anything he can to avoid whatever the real issue is, she knows, even to his own obvious detriment; that, more than anything, is what has made something halfway to irritation start to settle in the outline of her jaw. she turns her attention to the screen in front of her for a moment, mashing a few buttons possibly just a little harder than she needs to, before pushing it off to the side.
(not for the first time, she thinks: she's not good at this.)]
Peter. [it's not harsh, exactly, but there's a definite firmness to it.] You can't keep going like this. It's not — [a beat as she looks for a word —] sustainable.
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her sigh, short and clipped, is released in the end.
he will talk in circles all night, will continue to grasp onto anything he can to avoid whatever the real issue is, she knows, even to his own obvious detriment; that, more than anything, is what has made something halfway to irritation start to settle in the outline of her jaw. she turns her attention to the screen in front of her for a moment, mashing a few buttons possibly just a little harder than she needs to, before pushing it off to the side.
(not for the first time, she thinks: she's not good at this.)]
Peter. [it's not harsh, exactly, but there's a definite firmness to it.] You can't keep going like this. It's not — [a beat as she looks for a word —] sustainable.