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Lambert ([personal profile] whattaprick) wrote in [community profile] lostcarnival 2018-11-14 08:58 pm (UTC)

Frustrated, Lambert rakes his hand through his hair, trying to keep his temper. Strange doesn’t make that easy. It’s too tempting to want to hit back as hard as fast as he can at all the spots he knows will hurt, dig that wound open deeper if it’ll stop Strange picking at his.

“You just said,” he says, “That you think it’s better to die than kill the people you care about. If you’re willing to die for someone, is it that much harder to listen to them?” It doesn’t work that easily, he knows that. Lambert is also firmly in the ‘I’d rather die than talk about feelings’ camp, thanks. But it feels a bit like they’re having two conversations: the one they’re having right now and the one they aren’t, the one that’s at the heart of why the fuck Strange thinks ripping an illusion off Lambert is an acceptable gesture of care.

“You never asked me if I needed help. How I wanted help. You just decided there was a problem because I’m doing something differently and you needed to fix it, right now.” Like sure, there definitely is a problem, this just isn’t how Lambert wants to deal with it.

“Is that how you want people to help you? Just ... decide there’s a problem and do what they want even when you say no?” Hopefully not, because that’s kind of absurd and if that’s how Lambert is supposed to treat Strange he has no goddamn clue. “You can’t tell me you don’t have things you want to work through on your own. Not after all we’ve seen.”

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