Any second now, House knew he was just going to give into frustration, kick over the cauldron and damn the consequences. He really didn't deal well with these sorts of situations, or, with any kind of scenario that probably required open emotions and a willingness to discuss them. Between them, with House reverting to sarcasm and Wilson going from stuttering to speaking shortly... oh yeah, this was fun. In a completely non-fun way.
He couldn't stop the way he looked at Wilson hopefully, he really couldn't. Because that had been the opposite of what he'd been expecting to hear, and maybe- no. Smothering that spark of emotion as quickly as he could, House thought over the other options. Surely Wilson couldn't be getting married again this quickly, and he probably wasn't leaving the castle. He'd confirmed he wasn't 'that kind of guy', so that only left one option. "Or maybe it's just that you can't stand the thought of getting involved with a cripple," House smiled sardonically, the expression never reaching his eyes. "I get that. Must be like settling for Cheesewiz after Parisian Camembert, after all those limber young woman."
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Date: 2007-03-07 12:00 am (UTC)He couldn't stop the way he looked at Wilson hopefully, he really couldn't. Because that had been the opposite of what he'd been expecting to hear, and maybe- no. Smothering that spark of emotion as quickly as he could, House thought over the other options. Surely Wilson couldn't be getting married again this quickly, and he probably wasn't leaving the castle. He'd confirmed he wasn't 'that kind of guy', so that only left one option. "Or maybe it's just that you can't stand the thought of getting involved with a cripple," House smiled sardonically, the expression never reaching his eyes. "I get that. Must be like settling for Cheesewiz after Parisian Camembert, after all those limber young woman."