Wapun Meadow I of the storm

After Clay's voice fell back down he stood there panting eyes alight with anger that burned through the tears that glistened. There was an apology, an excuse that it was assumed he would leave, that he had been liked. Valour remained silent unsure what the right thing to say was while thousands of different options ran through his mind. He was sorry? After everything that had just been screamed into his face, all the nasty false things that Clay had just said about him....he found the words didn't help him feel much of anything except another wave of hurt. "You liked me? You suck at showing it" he couldn't explain it, he wanted nothing more than to accept the apology and try to get past it. To smile again and see if they could play like they used to, just one more time to loosen up. Yet he couldn't bring himself to do it, he was too damaged by the words that had been shared. After a stretch of silence he spoke up again his tone softer and less cold, his eyes cast down to the mound of dirt he fidgeted with "Do you really think about me like him?" the question burst out louder than he meant it and he licked his lips nervously, shifting to one side  as he declared shakily "I'm not a monster"