He doesn't, after this. You've got to know that. I can't very well blame him. I'm not - I'm not the biggest expert on friendships, Will, but I can say with absolute certainty that evisceration isn't supposed to have a place in it.
[silence follows. He's not sure what he's trying to get across anymore. It all seems so bloody obvious that verbalizing it feels ridiculous. And Rincewind can't fathom why all he's getting back is a soupy, muddled mess of an explanation in return.
It's not enough, is the thing. He doesn't feel like he's any closer to understanding than he was when he called. Certainly not Will.]
...You aren't supposed to make your friends afraid. That's not the point of it. And the thing about hurt is, you can't claim it's inevitable when you go out and do it on purpose.
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[silence follows. He's not sure what he's trying to get across anymore. It all seems so bloody obvious that verbalizing it feels ridiculous. And Rincewind can't fathom why all he's getting back is a soupy, muddled mess of an explanation in return.
It's not enough, is the thing. He doesn't feel like he's any closer to understanding than he was when he called. Certainly not Will.]
...You aren't supposed to make your friends afraid. That's not the point of it. And the thing about hurt is, you can't claim it's inevitable when you go out and do it on purpose.