[ Doubling down would be the next course of action, but shame has a way of sneaking up on him, prickling his scalp, taking the wind out of his sails. The truth is he can't even look away right now; behind his eyelids he just sees Laura's little face, the disappointment, the scorn when he pushed her away, too.
He's really, really good at pushing people away, he's practically elevated it to an art form. This time, though, he can recognize the hurt in her voice, the rigidity with which she holds herself, and all her magnificent control leashing tight her righteous anger.
He knows her like he's known precious few others in his life, and Logan has nothing to say because, for once, he doesn't know what to say. ]
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He's really, really good at pushing people away, he's practically elevated it to an art form. This time, though, he can recognize the hurt in her voice, the rigidity with which she holds herself, and all her magnificent control leashing tight her righteous anger.
He knows her like he's known precious few others in his life, and Logan has nothing to say because, for once, he doesn't know what to say. ]