[Blue glances at Red, at the way he held himself like he always held himself back, and suddenly feels a pang of irritation.] What're you askin' me for? You're the one that was just crying. [He huffs- he doesn't mean it in an accusatory way, or to mock or embarrass him-- but he was always... He was always thinking of other people, ignoring his own safety, his own health. If only he'd just ask for help--]

[Blue bites his lip, pushing those thoughts away, too. No, it wasn't his fault. None of this... It was because he'd always pushed him down. It was irritation at himself. What else could he expect after all these years? Blue finally just shakes his head.] ...'m fine. Better than-- I was the other day.

[Not really. But he didn't want to make Red worry any more than he was. All he wanted right now was for Red to not have such a sad look on his face anymore- the face that he usually put there. He stops himself from stepping forward and holding him again, unsure of what else he would do if he tried.]

...You wanna grab something? Ice cream or pizza or something?