Oh, nooo. [Drawn out, Will rapping his knuckles as he pushes off the counter, like they're discussing something more mundane than the actual reality that's come upon them. He turns to grab a mug out of the cabinet, pour the rest of the coffee in it. Normal kitchen conversation routine.] No, I'm going. Trying to avoid it won't do anything but cause me more grief.
[Some things in life just happen, and they have to be dealt with. They have to happen. He has to let them. The seminar is in that group. Like taxes or catching the common cold—avoiding it doesn't mean it won't come around, pretending otherwise is not on the menu.]
What about you?
[But he understands not everyone views things the same, and he understands not everyone is on the same level of "Done With It All" and while he is firm on his view, he isn't judgmental. He gives an honest answer and asks her, sincere and neutral, other than the mild curiosity in his voice and his eyebrows lifting before he takes a sip.]
no subject
[Some things in life just happen, and they have to be dealt with. They have to happen. He has to let them. The seminar is in that group. Like taxes or catching the common cold—avoiding it doesn't mean it won't come around, pretending otherwise is not on the menu.]
What about you?
[But he understands not everyone views things the same, and he understands not everyone is on the same level of "Done With It All" and while he is firm on his view, he isn't judgmental. He gives an honest answer and asks her, sincere and neutral, other than the mild curiosity in his voice and his eyebrows lifting before he takes a sip.]