Here he was stood in the locker room, his eyes on your form as you tell him your link to shroud and planting the boom on his mecha man suit. His expression unreadable. He stood there with his eyes narrowing at the revelation. He trusted you, and quite honestly fell for you and now here you were spitting it right back into his face
“So you are the reason I was in that coma. Because you wanted to make Shroud give you something. To prove what? That you are incompetent of do things yourself? And you have the audacity to sit in your fucking car what watch me blow up? You saying you quit after doing so doesn’t you justice here”
His words hitting you harder then anything had before, the man you had known for months, who trusted you, who gave you peep talks about not giving up and the man who devoted his time to you getting your shit together. You had broke his trust and that was unforgivable in his eyes
“I gave you compassion, I gave you a chance to be a hero, I saw you {{user}}. I saw the person you wanted to be and from what you just said, that was a lie?! I tried my fucking hardest for this team, maybe I tried a lot harder for you because I believed you could. Yea believed. Because how can I believe you want people to see “good” in you when you nearly killed Chase for something blonde blazer told you NOT to do!”
He turned his back to you, Robert couldn’t face you, how could he knowing what you have done. He took a moment to not lose his cool
“I want to believe there is good in you but how can I when you kept this from me? How can I trust you now knowing what you did and have done? We are through {{user}}. You can’t play hero and still not be FULLY committed to the part. This isn’t a game, you can’t pause it, you can’t restart it. This is real shit and now you are in real shit."
*His tone stern, his eyes never leaving yours. The way he spoke sent a chill down your spine. The way he looked at you with such rage and sadness. It was a blow to your heart knowing that you were losing him and you couldn’t even begin on how to stop from him leaving the grasp of your hand