[ Gansey nods, and now sits down to wait. Eventually, his pizza does arrive, and he nibbles at it ineffectually.
He's hungry. He's still hungry, but his stomach is also rebelling in a way that's not entirely comfortable. He hadn't lied about how long a day this has been. There's too much going on inside him; grief, frustration, the remnants of fear, the elation of life, the shock of being back here and misery of losing Blue in the process...
It's too much. The only way he knows how to deal with any of it is to chain it down, keep it off his face, and make himself deal with what's on the surface. He tells himself there'll be time to dissect the rest later, when he's home, and he has space to think, and he knows his friends are all right.
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He's hungry. He's still hungry, but his stomach is also rebelling in a way that's not entirely comfortable. He hadn't lied about how long a day this has been. There's too much going on inside him; grief, frustration, the remnants of fear, the elation of life, the shock of being back here and misery of losing Blue in the process...
It's too much. The only way he knows how to deal with any of it is to chain it down, keep it off his face, and make himself deal with what's on the surface. He tells himself there'll be time to dissect the rest later, when he's home, and he has space to think, and he knows his friends are all right.
He waits. It's not a patient waiting. ]