[Now, Toby suddenly feels even more ill than earlier, a bitter tang in his mouth as his nausea slowly bubbles up. Is it the disorienting influence of the pack bond distorting Edgeworth's usual grumpiness, or is it something more? Still, it seems pertinent to respond to Edgeworth, and so Toby lets that thought fall to the wayside.]
It was a mistake, all of it. [A very, very big mistake. If he were any less sick, he might be argumentative; instead, he seems strangely objective and detached. If he could think about it more, he might wonder whether this approach is more advantageous. Less wallowing and trying to excuse himself, and more stating the facts.]
I hadn't even realized Dorian was here until a couple weeks in, and that doesn't excuse the fact I did it on three other occasions before things settled down. I understand that much.
[Besides, what's he supposed to do now? It's well after the fact, and he can't just take it back. Not any more than Drew could simply take back this wretched thing with Toby.]
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It was a mistake, all of it. [A very, very big mistake. If he were any less sick, he might be argumentative; instead, he seems strangely objective and detached. If he could think about it more, he might wonder whether this approach is more advantageous. Less wallowing and trying to excuse himself, and more stating the facts.]
I hadn't even realized Dorian was here until a couple weeks in, and that doesn't excuse the fact I did it on three other occasions before things settled down. I understand that much.
[Besides, what's he supposed to do now? It's well after the fact, and he can't just take it back. Not any more than Drew could simply take back this wretched thing with Toby.]