(He gives her a small smile, but it has to be over. But, he shrugs; there's just too much to tell her and not enough time, and no will to do so. Cross is content just being the guy that sleeps around, drinks too much and does stupid stuff. He doesn't want to be Cross Marian, he who fell between the war and has to set things in motion.
He's tired, so tired.)
But, I don't think you ever felt the same way. If you're ever lonely, you can come to me, my door is always open for you. I just can't talk about my problems.
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(He gives her a small smile, but it has to be over. But, he shrugs; there's just too much to tell her and not enough time, and no will to do so. Cross is content just being the guy that sleeps around, drinks too much and does stupid stuff. He doesn't want to be Cross Marian, he who fell between the war and has to set things in motion.
He's tired, so tired.)
But, I don't think you ever felt the same way. If you're ever lonely, you can come to me, my door is always open for you. I just can't talk about my problems.