#logan neutral

Patton: I’m sorry. I’m sorry. I don’t wanna be alone. I’m so sorry Lo-Lo.

Logan: Sorry for what? You have nothing to be sorry for.

Patton: But Lo!

Logan: No. No. Shh.. You’re fine. You’re okay. You aren’t alone. You’re with me. Alright, Pattycake? Nothing to sorry about. You’re okay.

Logan: J'aimerais pouvoir enlever votre douleur et la ressentir moi-même. Je veux juste comprendre mais je ne peux pas. Je veux tellement. Je t'aime tellement. Tout depuis n'importe quoi.

Logan: Parfois, Patton, je ne sais pas quoi faire de moi-même. Et pourtant, tu viens me dire combien tu m'aimes. Me dire que je vais bien, que nous allons y arriver. Je n'aurais pas de vie sans toi.

We continue, but with Logan.

Yeah I know.

According to my oldest brother and parents, when I was held, hugged, hand held, I would cry, wail. I never quite understood why. My older brother, Thomas, was apparently the only one who didn’t experience this. Which at first I found bizarre, but it made sense, Thomas had always been my 2nd favorite family member next to Decarus. Thomas still told me I disliked when he touched me as well, just not much as everyone else. I didn’t react this way to Decarus, I just kinda froze. I don’t react this way anymore. I never loved being touched and I still don’t , but with Patton it was alright.

I never really talked to Patton about this.

When we got closer as friends, this was most likely when we were in elementary. He hugged me and slung a arm around my arm more often, I found it weird. But in a cheap romcom fashion, I didn’t mind it. My family was touch oriented probably due to both of my parents coming from close famlies. I never understood why I didn’t like it when they touched me, but when Patton did it was fine. Better, good even. It was strange. I think that was what made me freak out during highschool, I had a falling out with my friends, well, madeshift family. Didn’t know where I was going, scared of being close with someone? I’d never had close friends. Maybe I was terrified, so I hid.

It was strange. Perhaps being alone, just wasn’t a good plan.

Logan: Comfort? Pat! Love! Comfort! (He’s a bit all over the place from the sudden awake)

Logan’s electricity: Bzzt! Bzzt!

Logan: Patty? Okay? I mean! Are you okay?

Logan’s electricity: *crackling*