Caleb knows arguing is pointless. When Yussa has made up his mind there is little hope of persuading him otherwise.
Still, kindness chafes at Caleb. Accepting it is difficult even if he knows this is hardly a drop in the bucket for Yussa, and he is doing it because he wants to. Because he cares.
As ever, being cared for is something Caleb wants desperately and also struggles to reconcile. He cradles his cup between his hands, shoulders hunching. Even this is selfish. He just seems ungrateful.
"If doing this pleases you..." That's it. He just has to swallow that instinct that tells him there must be reciprocity. "Then thank you."
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Still, kindness chafes at Caleb. Accepting it is difficult even if he knows this is hardly a drop in the bucket for Yussa, and he is doing it because he wants to. Because he cares.
As ever, being cared for is something Caleb wants desperately and also struggles to reconcile. He cradles his cup between his hands, shoulders hunching. Even this is selfish. He just seems ungrateful.
"If doing this pleases you..." That's it. He just has to swallow that instinct that tells him there must be reciprocity. "Then thank you."