[He sits down, and then he looks at the floor. It's not like he's talked much about all of this before, with Harley he was just starting, and with Maya she just sort of...got it, since she was there.]
B-back home, I... I was the...star hockey player in the Ice Hounds, junior hockey team of Toronto. My...family sent me there, so I could play. We lived really far away, hours and hours. I, I tried. So hard, to fit in, to feel...good, but even when I won games, I felt awful. The more I played, the worse I felt. B-but I couldn't go home. Everyone was...counting on me. And, it... I...
It was the only thing I could do. That's, what I thought.
[Not once has he looked up at Ratchet, and when he tries to explain it, it makes him sound more childish and stupid than he already knows he is. A loser who tries to hurt himself, and his fists clench, because he can't think that way, even if it is true.]
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B-back home, I... I was the...star hockey player in the Ice Hounds, junior hockey team of Toronto. My...family sent me there, so I could play. We lived really far away, hours and hours. I, I tried. So hard, to fit in, to feel...good, but even when I won games, I felt awful. The more I played, the worse I felt. B-but I couldn't go home. Everyone was...counting on me. And, it... I...
It was the only thing I could do. That's, what I thought.
[Not once has he looked up at Ratchet, and when he tries to explain it, it makes him sound more childish and stupid than he already knows he is. A loser who tries to hurt himself, and his fists clench, because he can't think that way, even if it is true.]