"I intend on it." He inspects the cup again. "I told her about Andrew, too. The entire story. I realized I hadn't - said a damn thing about him to her."
"Any progress at all is still progress made, doctor," he points out, more sincerely. "I..."
He glances down, thumb idly rubbing the side of his cup. "I'm aware of the difficulties that poses." And then a short huff: "I hardly need to tell you it's something I still struggle with myself."
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Which seems important.
"Una won't say anything to you until I let her know that you've already been told."
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He leans back, annoyed with himself at that fact.
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He shakes his head. "I'm going to - do better about that, I think. At least with you. And Una."
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He glances down, thumb idly rubbing the side of his cup. "I'm aware of the difficulties that poses." And then a short huff: "I hardly need to tell you it's something I still struggle with myself."
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And he stands by that decision.
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"If there's... anything you did want to ask, doctor. I- I can't guarantee I'll be- able to answer, but. You deserve the truth."