Reno froze. The whole world had ground to a halt. He could feel the warmth of Rikku's arms around him, playing counterpoint to the cool glass neck of whatever bottle he had reached for in his hand, but he couldn't read what kind of booze he had grabbed through the tears that were threatening to stop by for another round and damn it, he wasn't going to cry. He wasn't. Street kids didn't have the luxury. Neither did Turks. He was being stupid and weak and...
And he was too busy trying to rationalize his way out of crying that he didn't even realize that he was, in fact, sobbing. Sinking to the floor and breaking down and he couldn't. He couldn't.
Whatever it was. He couldn't. Not that kid. Not Reno. Couldn't be stronger than that. Had to cry.
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Date: 2008-10-10 07:57 am (UTC)And he was too busy trying to rationalize his way out of crying that he didn't even realize that he was, in fact, sobbing. Sinking to the floor and breaking down and he couldn't. He couldn't.
Whatever it was. He couldn't. Not that kid. Not Reno. Couldn't be stronger than that. Had to cry.