Ivan
wonders 14 years ago
if he's fine
shrugs. He doesn't really know, to be honest.
tilts head "Is something wrong...?"
laughs a little. "Oh, no. No, no, no. Everything's fine. Just fine."
raises an eyebrow "...right"
blinks. "You don't believe me?"
smiles "It didn't sound like 'fine' to me, dear Matthew"
looks away. "It's not like it matters, anyway."
blinks "What doesn't matter...?"
continues to keep his gaze averted. "How I feel."
scowls "I asked, da? That means it matters."
doesn't like that look on his face. "Alright. That's one person."
raises an eyebrow "And it's not enough? I'm sure your brother cares too..."
sighs. "That's not it... that's not it at all... you and my brother can care all you want, I just... I wish *he* would care..."
hums, understanding "...France?"
looks down and quietly mumbles. "...Yeah."
pats his back "What did he do?"
sighs. "He just..." Throws his hands up in frustration. "I don't know."
tilts head "cheats on you?"
pats his back "You seem surprised."
rolls his eyes. "I just wish he wouldn't."
smiles "I assume you told him that?"
nods. "A million times, it seems..."
hums "Maybe you should try...other ways."
smirks and offers his pipe
raises his hands. "Um... I like to avoid violence."