Rock and Roll, sent us insane, I hope someday that we will meet again
“No I’ll… I mean I should… I guess.” Grey sighs clearly upset at the thought but he just doesn’t want Jo to be so angry, disappointed, and worried anymore. “Just… don’t follow.” He didn’t want her watching him feeding before, he certainly doesn’t want to have her watching him now. His cheeks burn in humiliation even saying he’s going to go do it. Grey grits his teeth and limps out of the bathroom without a backwards glance because if he hesitates he’s going to end up hiding in there still and making Jo even more worried.
Jo bites her lip as Grey says he should, moving like she’s going to go with him given how reluctant and upset he seemed. Though when he says for her to stay, she lets out a small sigh herself as she moves to the doorway and no further - not sure what she’s feeling worse about about it all.
Grey relaxes when she cups his cheek, leaning into her touch. “I’m sorry.” He mumbles again, looking at her sadly. “I shouldn’t have upset you.” His shoulders slump tiredly.
Shaking her head, it takes a long moment before she lets her hand drop away again. “I shouldn’t have.. yeah.” Glancing up at him, Jo lets out a sigh before glancing back out to the corridor. “Did… should you try to get to healing those now, or did you want to go back to the couch? You, uh..don’t have to use the demon if you don’t, Grey..”
Grey actually flinches back from her hand moving towards him because the tone in her voice is so hard and angry for a moment. “I’m sorry!” He blurts out impulsively, grimacing at the quavering sound in it.
She stares at him for a second, her raised hand hovering and shaking still for a second as all the anger at his words - or the other hunter’s words through him - disappearing. Reaching out, Jo cups his cheek instead with a pained look on her face as she’s not able to look him in the eye. “I… I didn’t.. I’m sorry..”
“Maybe I deserve this.” Grey whispers quietly, looking at his wrists. “Maybe I deserve this for what I’ve done. What I am.” He spent so much time listening to Gordon repeating that and that he was terrible for Jo because of it, then Jo comes back hurt and proves it.
Jo clenches a hand around her own arm as his words make her twitch to reach out and either hug him or slap him and she can’t quite tell which. “You do not deserve what’s happened. You’re not what that bastard thinks you are, Grey.. you’re not that.”
Grey shrugs. “You wouldn’t have half the things that are obsessed with you obsessed with you if it weren’t for me.” He look rubs his wrists slightly, making a slight face at the raw feel of them still.
“I think I had a fair few of them already swanning about without you ever entering the picture, hun. You’re not a cause of things that happened to me.” Jo glances down at his hands when he pulls a face, reaching out to separate them and look them over herself. “There are..ways we can work out how to avoid this, Grey..”
“Jo… you and Harry are the only ones who like me and are human.” Grey says gently to refute her saying it wasn’t most people. He looks back at her, sighing. “Anything else that likes me is either another monster or a demon. So yeah maybe not everyone thinks I’m scum, but the ones that don’t are made up of evil things. That doesn’t speak well on my part.”
“Yeah well, me and Harry obviously have better taste than the rest of humanity then.” She tries for indifference, giving him a smile though it gets weaker when he just sighs back. “You say that like some monsters, demons and people who are disgusting enough they should count as something that’s not human don’t like me too. Grey.. that dickhead doesn’t know the half of what he talks about..”
Grey shakes his head, pulling away with her slightly. “And then what would we do with this guy? Plus it would mean using another person or more people.” He looks away from Jo when she says killing bad things isn’t bad. “I am a bad thing according to most people.”
“I don’t.. don’t know, we could work somethin’ out. Find someone that’s not a someone any more, or someone that it doesn’t matter if they’re seen out hunting. I don’t know, I’m just.. coming up with suggestions.” Jo crosses her arms when he pulls away, a twitch of her lips getting close to a pout before she shakes her head and it away. “Not according to most people. Blinded people, people who aren’t able to open their minds.”