[He is absolutely mortified, and looks it well before Héctor gets to that other topic. He yells obscenities alone in a field that stretched to the horizon. He doesn't howl ever.
This is the most embarrassing man he's ever met, which is unfortunate because he'd accomplished things and lived his life the way Cliff wanted. Except for that dying young part, obviously. One can only conclude that Héctor's onto something.]
I...guess.
[how the hell do extroverts live
It's harder when it isn't them in front of him -- Kevin, Coco, Oscar -- but he lowers his hands to the back of his neck and lets his arms hang down from there, closes his eyes, and breathes. Shoves the thought of howling far, far away so he doesn't get himself worked up with nerves again.]
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This is the most embarrassing man he's ever met, which is unfortunate because he'd accomplished things and lived his life the way Cliff wanted. Except for that dying young part, obviously. One can only conclude that Héctor's onto something.]
I...guess.
[how the hell do extroverts live
It's harder when it isn't them in front of him -- Kevin, Coco, Oscar -- but he lowers his hands to the back of his neck and lets his arms hang down from there, closes his eyes, and breathes. Shoves the thought of howling far, far away so he doesn't get himself worked up with nerves again.]