"I know," he murmurs. He knows Mat didn't mean to make him worry, but that doesn't mean he didn't. That doesn't mean he didn't spend several hours in the hospital trying to convince himself and Foggy and Karen that Matt wasn't dead. That doesn't mean he hasn't done more working than sleeping the past few days because people he cared about got hurt and died and all he wants to do is get that shot he couldn't get before.
It doesn't mean he's not frustrated. It doesn't mean he's not angry about it.
But it's a quiet anger. It's not like that sudden, exploding rage that his father possessed, the kind he can see in Matt sometimes. He's always had his mother's temper. Too slow to build to be worth mentioning.
He wants to ask Matt what happened. How, exactly, he got hurt. This time, the last time, next time, because it's not as if this is a one-off occurrence. It's not as if Matt hasn't been littered in these sort of injuries before. He wants to demand a real explanation that's not some bullshit about being clumsy.
But Matt doesn't owe him that. Didn't even owe him the vague string of texts over the past couple of days assuring Tim that he's fine. Matt doesn't owe him anything, and Tim-- he needs to stop expecting more than he deserves.
He follows Matt into the living room, closely watching the way the other walks, trying to determine just how bad the damage is.
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Date: 2016-01-16 01:41 am (UTC)It doesn't mean he's not frustrated. It doesn't mean he's not angry about it.
But it's a quiet anger. It's not like that sudden, exploding rage that his father possessed, the kind he can see in Matt sometimes. He's always had his mother's temper. Too slow to build to be worth mentioning.
He wants to ask Matt what happened. How, exactly, he got hurt. This time, the last time, next time, because it's not as if this is a one-off occurrence. It's not as if Matt hasn't been littered in these sort of injuries before. He wants to demand a real explanation that's not some bullshit about being clumsy.
But Matt doesn't owe him that. Didn't even owe him the vague string of texts over the past couple of days assuring Tim that he's fine. Matt doesn't owe him anything, and Tim-- he needs to stop expecting more than he deserves.
He follows Matt into the living room, closely watching the way the other walks, trying to determine just how bad the damage is.