[He likes this. He likes this better than resenting Dylan for not noticing, or constantly worrying about failing him. Or harming him. This is much better than he last remembered.
He tips his head.] I'll remember that when I need someone to make a run to the kitchen for me. [And then his friendly smile drifts to something more muted.
Yes, he can just accept what he has; a good friend who thinks that he's a good man. That's all he ever needed, and more than most Nietzscheans ever achieve in their lifetimes. In that he's already a success.]
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