( His flat look should overtake the glint in her eyes, but she's the one person that pierces that armor. )
Before he came down, I would've said, nothing about this adds up. Long story. But, the more he says and the more Ben hears, I don't know. I see where he's coming from and why he did what he did.
( He just wishes Ben didn't take everything on his shoulders to then take it right on the chin. )
[Helene nods as she steals one of his fries, before tipping her head to the side.
"Why doesn't always make it better, dude. You can't logic away your feelings. And you know Ben. He's not going to let it go until he's ready to let it go."
She pauses before leaning in closer.
"And if you keep telling him how to feel, he will punch you in the face."]
I'm not telling him how - ( He throws a fry at her, that she might catch, he's not trying to send it, just - toss it at her point. ) You know how he is. You know how deeply he takes shit. And this, it's upset everything. This dude -- ( He takes a sip of his whiskey. ) Just. Way out of nowhere. And a part of it's my fault. I did the digging.
["So you want to make sure it works because you feel like you're the one who dumped him in Ben's lap?"
Helene raises an eyebrow as she does catch that fry, and pops it in her mouth. It sounds drier than she actually means it - breaking things down into brass tacks always lands that way. But she wants to make sure she's understanding the root of Dickerson's issue.
( It definitely felt mutual. He thinks back to figure whether it was or wasn't. No, he knows he was asked and it was a whole rabbit hole. )
And, it's just a lot. Like, he's back in his life, didn't know he was his dad back then. Knows now. Regrets his decisions he can't take back. It's a ball of wax. And the little guy doesn't deserve it.
["No one deserves their parents." Helene takes a sip of her drink. "Especially their fathers. Though that may just be me speaking as the reigning queen of Daddy Issues."
Not that she talks about her family much, but they at least know that much about her.
"And also speaking from my royal perspective - you weren't there dude. Ben was. So maybe take his word for it on him not being ready to forgive Dean yet."]
( He'll clink his glass to that, and sip. His father has his good days and bad. But, ultimately, his father does come through. Doesn't know he's on the bi side of the Kinsey scale, but does he have to? )
Dude. I get it. So why am I so -- ( he gestures, rolling his right hand. )
["Because you're a fixer. If there's a problem, you need to solve it. You're not good at sitting in the discomfort. Sometimes it's very handy. And makes you very good at your job."
She has probably called him multiple times because something's gone wrong somewhere and she has no idea how to fix it.
"And sometimes you need to learn how to sit on your hands and let it breathe because it's not your problem to fix."]
She flashes him a grin, before finishing her drink.
"Ben will figure it out. Takes one to know one and I know that if my dad had actually got his shit together and wanted to be a parent, I would do the requisite sulking but eventually I would cave."]
( He gets home, feels restless and ends up messaging her anyway. It's easier to do something mindless with someone he likes. He sleeps soundly that night, after. )
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Before he came down, I would've said, nothing about this adds up. Long story. But, the more he says and the more Ben hears, I don't know. I see where he's coming from and why he did what he did.
( He just wishes Ben didn't take everything on his shoulders to then take it right on the chin. )
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"Why doesn't always make it better, dude. You can't logic away your feelings. And you know Ben. He's not going to let it go until he's ready to let it go."
She pauses before leaning in closer.
"And if you keep telling him how to feel, he will punch you in the face."]
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( HE ASKED. But, he still feels responsible. )
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Helene raises an eyebrow as she does catch that fry, and pops it in her mouth. It sounds drier than she actually means it - breaking things down into brass tacks always lands that way. But she wants to make sure she's understanding the root of Dickerson's issue.
"Did he ask you to go digging?"]
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( It definitely felt mutual. He thinks back to figure whether it was or wasn't. No, he knows he was asked and it was a whole rabbit hole. )
And, it's just a lot. Like, he's back in his life, didn't know he was his dad back then. Knows now. Regrets his decisions he can't take back. It's a ball of wax. And the little guy doesn't deserve it.
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Not that she talks about her family much, but they at least know that much about her.
"And also speaking from my royal perspective - you weren't there dude. Ben was. So maybe take his word for it on him not being ready to forgive Dean yet."]
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Dude. I get it. So why am I so -- ( he gestures, rolling his right hand. )
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She has probably called him multiple times because something's gone wrong somewhere and she has no idea how to fix it.
"And sometimes you need to learn how to sit on your hands and let it breathe because it's not your problem to fix."]
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Fuck. I thought I had a lid on it.
( Is Ben why Marla and him didn't go through with it? Or, is he the reason and Ben was a symptom. )
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It's just a thing that he needs to keep an eye on because if he keeps trying to railroad over Ben's feelings it could become a bad thing.
"But speaking as someone who's known you for a very long time, keeping a lid on things isn't really your strong suit."]
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( Hardy. And all that. )
I'm a bulldozing ass.
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She flashes him a grin, before finishing her drink.
"Ben will figure it out. Takes one to know one and I know that if my dad had actually got his shit together and wanted to be a parent, I would do the requisite sulking but eventually I would cave."]
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( For anything. Anyone, too. )
I bought myself no days off this week getting here...
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Keep him out of meddling in Ben's business long enough for Ben to get his shit together.]
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( A beat. )
...What time are you off tonight?
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"About an hour?"]
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Cancel my one more. My eyes are bigger than my liver. Text me tomorrow.
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Alas, it could have been fun. Maybe another time.]
🎀
( But he pays for the bottle all the same. )
Keep the rest for you.
( He gets home, feels restless and ends up messaging her anyway. It's easier to do something mindless with someone he likes. He sleeps soundly that night, after. )