His eyes shut as they roll beneath their lids. They only open enough of a sliver to look at the grass past the tip of his boot. Sweeney knows she means it. But she's also stupidly young. Time wears down everything eventually.
He doesn't know how to convince her, what he could possibly say to get through. She's got that stubborn idealism that seems too be rampant here. Nothing really to be done about it in the now. She'll just have to come to it naturally in her own time.
"Alright." It's a simple acceptance of her feelings, but there's also not much more he can do but that.
Sweeney licks his lip and pulls a hearty swig from his bottle.
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Date: 2021-09-27 08:28 pm (UTC)He doesn't know how to convince her, what he could possibly say to get through. She's got that stubborn idealism that seems too be rampant here. Nothing really to be done about it in the now. She'll just have to come to it naturally in her own time.
"Alright." It's a simple acceptance of her feelings, but there's also not much more he can do but that.
Sweeney licks his lip and pulls a hearty swig from his bottle.