'Struggling with something' was definitely one way to put it. 'Full out lying to Delirium so she didn't run, fast, in the other direction' was probably better. It had completely destroyed him, his mother locking herself in her room after he'd showed her what he could do. Delirium freaking out would not help matters at all.
His eyes flickered back to hers as she spoke, and he swirled his spoon around in the ice cream for a few long seconds, clearing his throat. She had no idea how true that was right now. "Yeah, they do. People are... strange."
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Date: 2007-07-14 04:31 am (UTC)His eyes flickered back to hers as she spoke, and he swirled his spoon around in the ice cream for a few long seconds, clearing his throat. She had no idea how true that was right now. "Yeah, they do. People are... strange."