[Even when speaking to one of the people who broke the murdercave, Carlisle thinks of himself and his own actions as worse in some way. He'll figure out one day that all the woes of the universe do not revolve around him.
His eyes flick to her and he stiffens ever so slightly, as though that was a question he'd been hoping he'd never be asked.]
Ah, that... would require me to go to the clinic and deal with, er. People. I've found through my travels that I don't handle strangers terribly well. [Or the unknown. Or anything remotely stressful, really.]
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Date: 2016-07-10 08:06 am (UTC)His eyes flick to her and he stiffens ever so slightly, as though that was a question he'd been hoping he'd never be asked.]
Ah, that... would require me to go to the clinic and deal with, er. People. I've found through my travels that I don't handle strangers terribly well. [Or the unknown. Or anything remotely stressful, really.]