[This suddenly feels more delicate to Charles, as a kind of... defensiveness? decidedness? resistance? he doesn't usually see from Kyle starts coming to the fore. Charles tips his head thoughtfully, frowns, and then diverts his gaze to give the other man a break from what is, it has been pointed out to him a few times, his intensity.
He doesn't truly want to make this feel like he might be tearing into him with his words - he thinks he's only calling things as he sees them. Things that deserve to be addressed.]
I was different when I was-- [he stops himself from saying 'your age', because for a flash of a moment, putting it in that way makes him feel odd and self-conscious, given their relationship] younger, too. More reckless, and selfishly focused on my own needs and concerns, as well. [He was chasing those needs for the sake of helping others, but he doesn't know if that detail truly matters here, if the results were anything similar.] I hurt both my father and grandfather, greatly, when I told them I had no intention of remaining a gentleman and head of our estate, alone. I broke the relationship, was accused of a number of things that were unflattering to everyone in the equation, and it quickly spread around our circles that I was the lone son standing against the proper existence of our House.
We take paths, [Charles offers carefully, pointedly bringing the conversation back around to the true focus of this all] Paths we have to, to find who we are, and what we end up being. In that process, people are, unfortunately, sometimes hurt for it. They frequently are, really, because that's what being young is, in my experience.
[And clearly to him, he thinks, the person Kyle seems to fear becoming again, isn't who he is now.]
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He doesn't truly want to make this feel like he might be tearing into him with his words - he thinks he's only calling things as he sees them. Things that deserve to be addressed.]
I was different when I was-- [he stops himself from saying 'your age', because for a flash of a moment, putting it in that way makes him feel odd and self-conscious, given their relationship] younger, too. More reckless, and selfishly focused on my own needs and concerns, as well. [He was chasing those needs for the sake of helping others, but he doesn't know if that detail truly matters here, if the results were anything similar.] I hurt both my father and grandfather, greatly, when I told them I had no intention of remaining a gentleman and head of our estate, alone. I broke the relationship, was accused of a number of things that were unflattering to everyone in the equation, and it quickly spread around our circles that I was the lone son standing against the proper existence of our House.
We take paths, [Charles offers carefully, pointedly bringing the conversation back around to the true focus of this all] Paths we have to, to find who we are, and what we end up being. In that process, people are, unfortunately, sometimes hurt for it. They frequently are, really, because that's what being young is, in my experience.
[And clearly to him, he thinks, the person Kyle seems to fear becoming again, isn't who he is now.]