ROUND WE GO && Private;; Selby

[align=center][div style="width: 51%; text-align: justify; font-size: 10pt; letter-spacing: -1px; font-family: georgia;"]Selby gratefully accepted the square of cloth, hastily wiping his face and clenching it in one paw. "I appreciate that, Moth, really. Thank you," he said slowly, voice cracking the slightest bit. And he really did mean it, sincerity creeping into his words even in this time of dire emotional need.

He sighed again, wanting to shut up but feeling unable to. So, he kept going. "I feel... like I didn’t do enough. For her, I mean, but also in general. And I know that’s just survivor’s guilt, but knowing that doesn’t stop it, you know? I just..." He trails off again, wiping his face and turning slightly so Moth couldn’t see his tears.

Selby knew what his next words were going to be. They left an aching pit in his stomach the longer he left them unsaid, but he was unsure if this was the right way to say them. Moth, while someone he had come to consider among his closest friends, was not someone he had known for very long. No time at all, it felt like. Will there ever be a right time? You’re already talking to her. Go ahead, say it. She won’t judge you.

"I guess... sometimes it just feels like I’m not enough. I feel like I’m scraping the bottom of the barrel, Moth."