"You," he confirms, meeting her eyes just for a second before lowering them again. He feels a little awkward talking about it because Raleigh's words have been turning in his mind since he'd walked away from her. He knows they're friends, that they must have talked about him, and Coop isn't about to ask Sylvie what she's said because her private conversations aren't any of his business; but he wonders how much truth had really been behind what Raleigh had said.
"She was telling me that I'm selfish. That I only ever do what's best for me and that I don't give a shit about anyone else." Coop cringes at that because he's never thought that of himself but if that's how he's made her feel than maybe he's not as good a guy as he tries to be. It eats at him a little, no matter how out of sorts Raleigh might be right now, and he's not the type of guy to regularly second-guess himself when all he's tried to do over the years is be honest with people because keeping the secret of what he is from Sylvie had been the very goddamn thing that'd made her leave.
"She said that's why I kept it from you," he continues, his voice low now with an angry edge to it, "like I didn't care about you or how it might affect you, but the reason I didn't tell you until I did is because I cared--" He cuts himself off with another shake of his head. "Look, I know I should have been honest up front, but I was so far removed from home, from anywhere remotely magic-like, that I didn't think. If you ever felt like I didn't tell you because I didn't love you enough or value our relationship enough, just... just know that I'm sorry. I really am."
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"She was telling me that I'm selfish. That I only ever do what's best for me and that I don't give a shit about anyone else." Coop cringes at that because he's never thought that of himself but if that's how he's made her feel than maybe he's not as good a guy as he tries to be. It eats at him a little, no matter how out of sorts Raleigh might be right now, and he's not the type of guy to regularly second-guess himself when all he's tried to do over the years is be honest with people because keeping the secret of what he is from Sylvie had been the very goddamn thing that'd made her leave.
"She said that's why I kept it from you," he continues, his voice low now with an angry edge to it, "like I didn't care about you or how it might affect you, but the reason I didn't tell you until I did is because I cared--" He cuts himself off with another shake of his head. "Look, I know I should have been honest up front, but I was so far removed from home, from anywhere remotely magic-like, that I didn't think. If you ever felt like I didn't tell you because I didn't love you enough or value our relationship enough, just... just know that I'm sorry. I really am."