It's not the presents, Jack. They're great. Thanks.
[He sounds weary and is silent for a pause, running his hand through his hair unseen. When he speaks, it's uncertain.]
I'm not responsible for you.
[Another pause.]
Look, we're.. We get along well, sure. Of course. That won't change.. But I won't tell you what to do anymore. It's not my place. That also means that if I don't want to tell you shit, I won't. I'm going to stop treating you like we owe each other anything.. I'm sorry.
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[He sounds weary and is silent for a pause, running his hand through his hair unseen. When he speaks, it's uncertain.]
I'm not responsible for you.
[Another pause.]
Look, we're.. We get along well, sure. Of course. That won't change.. But I won't tell you what to do anymore. It's not my place. That also means that if I don't want to tell you shit, I won't. I'm going to stop treating you like we owe each other anything.. I'm sorry.