Vinny watched Derek carefully. Strength? He thought it had been...strength that led him to accept the Meteorites' invitation? He let out a short laugh, looking down and shaking his head, "I've been calling it 'running away like a chicken' but if you want to call it strength..."
He pressed the heels of his hands to his eyes, a headache growing as he had run away from this, all of this--for nearly half a year, now. Vinny didn't have constant reminders of Marlene or of England over in Moosejaw, he didn't have people questioning him or wondering how he was doing or---Davy owled, but even those letters were vague and rambling. Vinny didn't feel like moving away was strong at all and he often wondered if Marlie was upset at him for leaving everything behind.
Vinny looked back up at Derek and shook his head, "I can't tell you what to do, I just---" He paused again, trying to think about what had led him to believe that it was okay to go to Canada. "I just thought about how sad she would...how sad she'd be if I let myself ruin everything we had, so---I ran. To stop myself from doing that."
He pulled back his lips, clasping his hands. He really never thought he'd have to talk about this.
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