[ Bigby hates yelling at Liz. he yells at virtually everyone in his life but has always made a special exception when it comes to his wife and daughter. in the past month, he's yelled at both of them. maybe not directly to Jade, but she sure as hell felt the brunt of his anger when it came to Tablegate 2017. now it was Elizabeth's chance to feel it dealt out to her, which is just. unfortunate. for all parties involved.
this conversation exhausts him to an undeniable degree. almost more than the accident and everything that followed. he isn't tired of talking to Elizabeth, but he sure as shit is tired of feeling like this way already. ]
I'm not... I'm not doing or saying this shit to bury you any deeper. I know this affects you more than me. I just― fuck.
[ another moment or three of silence. ]
Let's go out for dinner tonight. You and me. We need to talk with less... this going on. As long as you still have an appetite, I mean.
[ just one last prod at her thinking he was referring to her as "contagious". please. ]
[ They had been through worse and this is what Elizabeth feels she has to find out alone? It ate her up for the short few days that she couldn't tell him. The fear she had when she was taking a shower, worried he'd see it and rise questions. So... this is how it happens — a spur of the moment confession. ]
You're worried. You don't have answers and I didn't think you would. No one does. I'm not exactly proud of what happened, but... I'm not going to make excuses and fight you on it. You're understandably upset. I'd be so furious if the roles were reversed.
[ They're quiet and Bigby's suggestion of dinner nearly makes her choke on her words - ]
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[ Bigby hates yelling at Liz. he yells at virtually everyone in his life but has always made a special exception when it comes to his wife and daughter. in the past month, he's yelled at both of them. maybe not directly to Jade, but she sure as hell felt the brunt of his anger when it came to Tablegate 2017. now it was Elizabeth's chance to feel it dealt out to her, which is just. unfortunate. for all parties involved.
this conversation exhausts him to an undeniable degree. almost more than the accident and everything that followed. he isn't tired of talking to Elizabeth, but he sure as shit is tired of feeling like this way already. ]
I'm not... I'm not doing or saying this shit to bury you any deeper. I know this affects you more than me. I just― fuck.
[ another moment or three of silence. ]
Let's go out for dinner tonight. You and me. We need to talk with less... this going on. As long as you still have an appetite, I mean.
[ just one last prod at her thinking he was referring to her as "contagious". please. ]
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[ They had been through worse and this is what Elizabeth feels she has to find out alone? It ate her up for the short few days that she couldn't tell him. The fear she had when she was taking a shower, worried he'd see it and rise questions. So... this is how it happens — a spur of the moment confession. ]
You're worried. You don't have answers and I didn't think you would. No one does. I'm not exactly proud of what happened, but... I'm not going to make excuses and fight you on it. You're understandably upset. I'd be so furious if the roles were reversed.
[ They're quiet and Bigby's suggestion of dinner nearly makes her choke on her words - ]
W-What? You're not joking, are you?
[ ... ]
I'm starving.