[ His lip wobbles as he nods – Koby's right. Tim has all those things in him, and nobody sees it or acknowledges it because he chooses kindness anyway. It’s what drew him to Aemond to begin with, that he saw it and appreciated it, that he didn’t think he had to be just one thing or another – at least at first. As time went on and things got hard, he started underestimating him too, until his regard for him fell so low, and so quickly, that he could be dismissed and taken out with the trash.
Koby’s disregarded in the same way, he thinks. It's good to have that understanding, to feel known in their shared grievances, but it also means he doesn’t seek his affirmation, at least not in this. In the crying, complaining, what Quentin lovingly referred to as fussing hen behavior, yes. Koby is perfect. ]
It has? [ that almost never means anything good. Especially here, no news is good news. Tim looks down into his own glass, embarrassed. He didn’t even ask Koby how his day was, he just started ranting and raving. Selfish. ] What’s going on?
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Koby’s disregarded in the same way, he thinks. It's good to have that understanding, to feel known in their shared grievances, but it also means he doesn’t seek his affirmation, at least not in this. In the crying, complaining, what Quentin lovingly referred to as fussing hen behavior, yes. Koby is perfect. ]
It has? [ that almost never means anything good. Especially here, no news is good news. Tim looks down into his own glass, embarrassed. He didn’t even ask Koby how his day was, he just started ranting and raving. Selfish. ] What’s going on?