[His immediate response to that is sincere but it's ugly, something that he's going to file away in his head and never say out loud - not because it's confirming what Jaeger is saying (it's not), but because it's denying it in a way that he doesn't want to touch right now. It's something he'd promised someone else once; it'd ended poorly.
So for a moment he's just quiet, and he keeps playing with Jaeger's hair, and it's obvious that he's trying to find words.]
...I always seek you out when I'm at my lowest. When I don't feel that I can handle things on my own. Even when I don't want to talk about it, just being with you helps me. I would certainly never be better off without you - I mean it entirely when I say that I would be dead by now, if it weren't for you.
[He shakes his head a little after that's out there, like he's trying to clear it a bit; give him a second.]
You make me happy, and it's not because of what you can do for me, or whether you always know the right things to say. Just...being with me is enough.
And if you're still concerned with whether or not you're doing enough for me - you make me feel like perhaps there's something about myself that's worth salvaging, and like maybe there's something about the world that's worth staying in it. That's... It's important to me, everything you've done. I don't express it often enough, maybe, but you never have to worry about whether my life is better with you in it.
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So for a moment he's just quiet, and he keeps playing with Jaeger's hair, and it's obvious that he's trying to find words.]
...I always seek you out when I'm at my lowest. When I don't feel that I can handle things on my own. Even when I don't want to talk about it, just being with you helps me. I would certainly never be better off without you - I mean it entirely when I say that I would be dead by now, if it weren't for you.
[He shakes his head a little after that's out there, like he's trying to clear it a bit; give him a second.]
You make me happy, and it's not because of what you can do for me, or whether you always know the right things to say. Just...being with me is enough.
And if you're still concerned with whether or not you're doing enough for me - you make me feel like perhaps there's something about myself that's worth salvaging, and like maybe there's something about the world that's worth staying in it. That's... It's important to me, everything you've done. I don't express it often enough, maybe, but you never have to worry about whether my life is better with you in it.