Alexei just huffs softly through his nose and prods one fingertip lightly against Ethan's chest.
"Don't lecture," he grumbles softly. They both know that he has absolutely no room to and truth be told his grumbling doesn't really have any ire behind it.
"You know therapy's not an option for me, especially not here." He shifts, resting his head more comfortably against Ethan's shoulder and curling against his side. "And it's not-- I can't just talk about shit like that. I've been handling it. Or I thought I was."
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Date: 2025-03-12 03:02 am (UTC)"Don't lecture," he grumbles softly. They both know that he has absolutely no room to and truth be told his grumbling doesn't really have any ire behind it.
"You know therapy's not an option for me, especially not here." He shifts, resting his head more comfortably against Ethan's shoulder and curling against his side. "And it's not-- I can't just talk about shit like that. I've been handling it. Or I thought I was."