Are you kidding me? [ like the very idea is absurd, unthinkable. ] You gave me an excuse to walk out of there without even explaining myself. I'm really not an arts and crafts lady.
[ and he's terrible at apologies, besides. he hasn't even managed one for Nureyev yet; swallowing his pride is hard enough when it's deserved, almost impossible. apologies aren't something he hands out to every person he rubs the wrong way. and speaking of Nureyev— ]
You picked me out pretty easily. Did you recognise me from Hadrian's... [ he gestures vaguely at his own head ] ... or did he... say something about me.
[ it's delivered flatly, with the kind of wariness that could just be a joke, that point in of meeting a "friend" of a "friend" where you say: only good things, I promise. but he's afraid, too much to hide it under all that tar and toxic waste. he hates me, Juno thinks — knows, with absolute, sick certainty. it isn't an opinion in Juno's mind, it's a fact as sharp and cold as the edge of a blade. Nureyev hates him. he should. Juno just doesn't want to hear it out loud, or maybe he does, maybe he wants it to fucking hurt. ]
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Are you kidding me? [ like the very idea is absurd, unthinkable. ] You gave me an excuse to walk out of there without even explaining myself. I'm really not an arts and crafts lady.
[ and he's terrible at apologies, besides. he hasn't even managed one for Nureyev yet; swallowing his pride is hard enough when it's deserved, almost impossible. apologies aren't something he hands out to every person he rubs the wrong way. and speaking of Nureyev— ]
You picked me out pretty easily. Did you recognise me from Hadrian's... [ he gestures vaguely at his own head ] ... or did he... say something about me.
[ it's delivered flatly, with the kind of wariness that could just be a joke, that point in of meeting a "friend" of a "friend" where you say: only good things, I promise. but he's afraid, too much to hide it under all that tar and toxic waste. he hates me, Juno thinks — knows, with absolute, sick certainty. it isn't an opinion in Juno's mind, it's a fact as sharp and cold as the edge of a blade. Nureyev hates him. he should. Juno just doesn't want to hear it out loud, or maybe he does, maybe he wants it to fucking hurt. ]