[It should be just an annoyance - Clayton lecturing him again - but instead the outburst is a bit of a gut-punch. Beckett stares at the screen for a moment. The thoughtful look clouds over. There's a snarl there that he is clearly holding back with some effort.]
Well, good morning, Dr. Epps, so glad you decided to catch up. I've never made it anything but perfectly clear that I do what I do for myself. My own ends and my own answers. And neither expecting nor wanting anyone to care. You only have yourself to blame for getting involved!
[He stops, breath a little hard. Getting angry isn't actually helping him with the bitterness, for once. Lovely.]
You are the one who insists about making this about your feelings. Again. And for once when I am trying to go out on a limb and explain to you that something really is wrong -
[And stops again, abruptly. Didn't mean to say it so bluntly, perhaps. But it's out. Something's wrong.
It's a bit of a pattern in his relationship with Clayton, he's starting to realize. Maybe... just maybe, he really has not been entirely fair with the man.]
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Well, good morning, Dr. Epps, so glad you decided to catch up. I've never made it anything but perfectly clear that I do what I do for myself. My own ends and my own answers. And neither expecting nor wanting anyone to care. You only have yourself to blame for getting involved!
[He stops, breath a little hard. Getting angry isn't actually helping him with the bitterness, for once. Lovely.]
You are the one who insists about making this about your feelings. Again. And for once when I am trying to go out on a limb and explain to you that something really is wrong -
[And stops again, abruptly. Didn't mean to say it so bluntly, perhaps. But it's out. Something's wrong.
It's a bit of a pattern in his relationship with Clayton, he's starting to realize. Maybe... just maybe, he really has not been entirely fair with the man.]