[Rich takes deep, slow breaths as his arms is held out. He's shaking, and tears are still gathering at the corners of his eyes, but he isn't pulling away, and that much, at least, is a win for the moment.
He doesn't say anything to the suggestion. He thinks admitting that he wouldn't care if he bled would probably only upset Connor more in the moment. Instead, he just averts his gaze to stare out a nearby window, instead of at the damage he's caused to himself or to someone he hoped would be a friend.]
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He doesn't say anything to the suggestion. He thinks admitting that he wouldn't care if he bled would probably only upset Connor more in the moment. Instead, he just averts his gaze to stare out a nearby window, instead of at the damage he's caused to himself or to someone he hoped would be a friend.]