There wasn't a point in lying, James thought to himself. With a woman as gently persistent as the one holding his hand, no doubt she'd wait with him, wait until someone came along to keep him safe. There was no one like that. James didn't even think that he wanted someone to try, anymore. Losing them was too hard. Sometime ago, he'd heard someone say that it was better to have loved, but James... he wasn't so sure.
He didn't think it was possible to know now.
"No, but I just need a bed," he mumbled, shuffling his feet. "Just somewhere I can sleep, and I promise I can do work and earn my keep. I just don't wanna go back to my uncle. He's not really family."
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Date: 2011-09-04 05:31 am (UTC)He didn't think it was possible to know now.
"No, but I just need a bed," he mumbled, shuffling his feet. "Just somewhere I can sleep, and I promise I can do work and earn my keep. I just don't wanna go back to my uncle. He's not really family."