[ And for the first time ever, Luther experiences the turning of the tables and it catches him wrong-footed: for once, seeing someone else roiling with that panicky self-loathing that's far, far too familiar. Luther falls back on shattered politeness, too, when he's hurting.
So he tries to reel the commenter back in; kicking himself for possibly having scared them off. By being such a goddamned hypocrite. They'd opened up, and he'd jolted just like everybody else. That would be his worst nightmare too. ]
Hey, no, don't worry. I'm sorry for being surprised.
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So he tries to reel the commenter back in; kicking himself for possibly having scared them off. By being such a goddamned hypocrite. They'd opened up, and he'd jolted just like everybody else. That would be his worst nightmare too. ]
Hey, no, don't worry. I'm sorry for being surprised.
Thanks for trusting me with it.
How long has it been?