[There's a closeness here, one he's not familiar with. Friendship, maybe. But he's being cared for in a way that he's just not had before. It's not as if he was a neglected child, but his adopted father had been distant since his wife died, focused on work more than his children.]
[He's not sure what to do with this feeling, other than put it in a box on the shelf in his mind to examine later.]
I'm used to doing things on my own. So asking for help is... weird.
[Uncomfortable might be a better word for it, but he's not sure.]
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[There's a closeness here, one he's not familiar with. Friendship, maybe. But he's being cared for in a way that he's just not had before. It's not as if he was a neglected child, but his adopted father had been distant since his wife died, focused on work more than his children.]
[He's not sure what to do with this feeling, other than put it in a box on the shelf in his mind to examine later.]
I'm used to doing things on my own. So asking for help is... weird.
[Uncomfortable might be a better word for it, but he's not sure.]
I'm... trying.