[Even if it isn't a promise, it's still something. That Leo's actually acknowledging what he's saying is some kind of progress. Donnie stops walking, half turning to look at Leo.]
You know...I keep wondering, if my being here changes anything for events back home. If there's another timeline that splits from whichever one you're from, except I'm not in it. I'm not there for you guys. Maybe I'm wrong, I hope in this instance I am, but it doesn't keep me from wondering sometimes.
[He inhales slowly, hesitating a moment.]
It's the same, thinking about when you were here those few months alone, without us, and whatever you might have gone through. I don't know everything of what all happened, what bad things might have or could have happened, and even if I did, I couldn't have done anything about it because I wasn't there and didn't know, but the thoughts still come up.
So. I know how it is. I... I guess it's not really fair to expect you to just be able to drop it.
[He rubs at his arm, glancing at the ground.]
The only thing that keeps me from cracking is knowing that my brothers don't give up so easily. Knowing that you're still here. Maybe I take that for granted sometimes.
Ever since the whole bomb incident, it's like I have to be doubly careful about anything and I'm paranoid every time I go into a building bigger than our apartment complex, because I don't want to ever have that happen again. I don't want to put you through that again either.
...but then when I mentioned something went wrong during our trip, that's all you focused on, and... it's not like I wanted things to go that way or hadn't admitted it, and it's not something I can just fix, as much as I want to. The only way I figured I could was to do things right this time. But you didn't even want to let me try.
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You know...I keep wondering, if my being here changes anything for events back home. If there's another timeline that splits from whichever one you're from, except I'm not in it. I'm not there for you guys. Maybe I'm wrong, I hope in this instance I am, but it doesn't keep me from wondering sometimes.
[He inhales slowly, hesitating a moment.]
It's the same, thinking about when you were here those few months alone, without us, and whatever you might have gone through. I don't know everything of what all happened, what bad things might have or could have happened, and even if I did, I couldn't have done anything about it because I wasn't there and didn't know, but the thoughts still come up.
So. I know how it is. I... I guess it's not really fair to expect you to just be able to drop it.
[He rubs at his arm, glancing at the ground.]
The only thing that keeps me from cracking is knowing that my brothers don't give up so easily. Knowing that you're still here. Maybe I take that for granted sometimes.
Ever since the whole bomb incident, it's like I have to be doubly careful about anything and I'm paranoid every time I go into a building bigger than our apartment complex, because I don't want to ever have that happen again. I don't want to put you through that again either.
...but then when I mentioned something went wrong during our trip, that's all you focused on, and... it's not like I wanted things to go that way or hadn't admitted it, and it's not something I can just fix, as much as I want to. The only way I figured I could was to do things right this time. But you didn't even want to let me try.