[ ivan, not exactly here, answers without taking the time to think about it— unlike him. ]
I thought I'd be better than her. Sua— because you didn't care about me. But I—...
[ how exactly is he supposed to feel? ivan puts his head in his hands, legs up and spread, an elbow on each knee. it's only a moment more before his hands find themselves in his hair, instead, tugging at it in fistfuls. there's a smile on ivan's face, but it's not quite right— not that till can see, and not that ivan is even thinking about it, nor putting on the right expression. ]
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I thought I'd be better than her. Sua— because you didn't care about me. But I—...
[ how exactly is he supposed to feel? ivan puts his head in his hands, legs up and spread, an elbow on each knee. it's only a moment more before his hands find themselves in his hair, instead, tugging at it in fistfuls. there's a smile on ivan's face, but it's not quite right— not that till can see, and not that ivan is even thinking about it, nor putting on the right expression. ]