[It takes Tony a couple seconds to gather his thoroughly scattered wits. He sits up slowly and stares at the other boy still lying on the ground, trying to reconcile everything he's just seen with his already intense emotions about Gene.
He's still angry. But what is that anger going to get him, at this point? It won't get him back home. It won't change what's already happened. And it won't get Gene's memories out of his head.
Gene looks like he's on the verge of a complete breakdown, and Tony is now - however unwillingly - fully aware of just how fragile his mental state is. If Tony lashes out again, he knows it will push Gene over the edge. And he doesn't want to do that. He really doesn't want to do that.
He doesn't want to hurt Gene, anymore, either.]
God, [he says, with a small, slightly hysterical laugh.] We are really bad at this, aren't we?
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He's still angry. But what is that anger going to get him, at this point? It won't get him back home. It won't change what's already happened. And it won't get Gene's memories out of his head.
Gene looks like he's on the verge of a complete breakdown, and Tony is now - however unwillingly - fully aware of just how fragile his mental state is. If Tony lashes out again, he knows it will push Gene over the edge. And he doesn't want to do that. He really doesn't want to do that.
He doesn't want to hurt Gene, anymore, either.]
God, [he says, with a small, slightly hysterical laugh.] We are really bad at this, aren't we?