[... oh no, STEVE. Yusuke isn't sure what to make of what she told him about Blake (what did he see on the network that bugged him out so badly?), but he sets that aside as soon as he notices her looking... well, as close to crying as a dog could. Eyes widening, Yusuke quickly blurts out:]
C'mon, Steve, don't do that -
[Shit, shit, what does he do about this? Yusuke's never been particularly great when it comes to comforting crying people, so he feels even more out of his depth now that he suddenly finds himself confronted with the possibility of having to do so with an animal. He flounders for a second or two, and then, forcing himself to relax, gives her a level look, addressing her as calmly as possible.]
Listen. I dunno what's goin' on with the old man, but I'm positive that whatever it is, it doesn't have anything to do with you or what you did or didn't do. So don't feel like you've gotta convince me of anything, all right? I know you. You're a good girl.
[Yusuke's voice is firm. He doesn't know when he went from fighting demons to comforting little pink dogs, but you know what? He gives a shit about this little pink dog, and that's enough to keep him from feeling awkward or embarrassed about it. If anybody has a problem with that, they can take it up with his fists.]
... anyway, you wanted to hear a story, right? [He smiles wryly at her.] I'm not all that great at tellin' stories, like I said, but uh... I guess I can give it a shot, if it'll make you feel better. What kinda story were you wanting?
[He's still curious about what's eating Blake, but Steve's upset, and it seems important to try to take her mind off of things. If that means he's gotta tell her a dumb story, fine. He'll do it.]
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C'mon, Steve, don't do that -
[Shit, shit, what does he do about this? Yusuke's never been particularly great when it comes to comforting crying people, so he feels even more out of his depth now that he suddenly finds himself confronted with the possibility of having to do so with an animal. He flounders for a second or two, and then, forcing himself to relax, gives her a level look, addressing her as calmly as possible.]
Listen. I dunno what's goin' on with the old man, but I'm positive that whatever it is, it doesn't have anything to do with you or what you did or didn't do. So don't feel like you've gotta convince me of anything, all right? I know you. You're a good girl.
[Yusuke's voice is firm. He doesn't know when he went from fighting demons to comforting little pink dogs, but you know what? He gives a shit about this little pink dog, and that's enough to keep him from feeling awkward or embarrassed about it. If anybody has a problem with that, they can take it up with his fists.]
... anyway, you wanted to hear a story, right? [He smiles wryly at her.] I'm not all that great at tellin' stories, like I said, but uh... I guess I can give it a shot, if it'll make you feel better. What kinda story were you wanting?
[He's still curious about what's eating Blake, but Steve's upset, and it seems important to try to take her mind off of things. If that means he's gotta tell her a dumb story, fine. He'll do it.]