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[redrighthanded]

[ Hellboy makes a thoughtful noise in the back of his throat as they walk along. He's tempted to offer his opinion on what he'd like to do to this guy who uses people and throws them away, but he decides to save it. As it is, he finds he can sympathise; his last and, really, only meaningful relationship had ended in a similar way, feelings on his side unable to be returned, and he'd had to accept it and move on whether he wanted to or not.

He rubs his thumb over Harley's fingers, trying to be comforting. ]

Get out on your own. I can understand that. [ He's spent most of his life that way, after all. ] Sometimes you're the only person you can rely on.

[mahem]

... yeah. [ it's encouraging, really, knowing that he gets it, at least partly understands where she's coming from — hell, has even heard of her ex, although apparently not enough to have his own opinion on the guy yet.

and she feels better having said the truth of it out loud too, because he doesn't let the silence linger between them, doesn't let her feel awkward about it before he's already offering something on his end. it makes her expression lift before she glances up, realizing they're almost to the corner of the street and the diner's just across the way. ]

Ooh, we're here! [ she points in the right direction with her other hand, tugging on his in her excitement. ] I swear, you will not be disappointed.