A small chuckle escapes Dist, eventually turning into a laughter choked by sobs. For the proud and flamboyant front that he puts on, on the inside Dist has always been sensitive and fragile, grappling with crippling loneliness. And here Iago is, offering to potentially help him with his life's work and trying to lift him up from a place of utter hopelessness. On an emotional front, he just can't handle it.]
I- I am so sorry. [He brings up a gloved hand in an attempt to wipe away his tears.] I don't know what came over me.
[He grips onto one of Iago's hands, quite intensely like he doesn't want to let go.]
Thank you.
[It's possible that nothing could come out of this, but that's something that Dist can worry about later. For now, he has a potential way to continue and that's far better than admitting failure.]
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A small chuckle escapes Dist, eventually turning into a laughter choked by sobs. For the proud and flamboyant front that he puts on, on the inside Dist has always been sensitive and fragile, grappling with crippling loneliness. And here Iago is, offering to potentially help him with his life's work and trying to lift him up from a place of utter hopelessness. On an emotional front, he just can't handle it.]
I- I am so sorry. [He brings up a gloved hand in an attempt to wipe away his tears.] I don't know what came over me.
[He grips onto one of Iago's hands, quite intensely like he doesn't want to let go.]
Thank you.
[It's possible that nothing could come out of this, but that's something that Dist can worry about later. For now, he has a potential way to continue and that's far better than admitting failure.]