( Red remembers in the Labyrinth: how readily he threw himself in front of Vanessa and her, how much he wanted to be the one to take the damage, how much he wanted them to save themselves. Of course, they never did. They were all going to get out together. Her fingers grasp the collar still pressed underneath her sleeve. It's not surprising at all he would be angry about it.
Then Clara says she told him she loves him, and there's a brief moment of confusion on Red's face. She sees she seems almost embarrassed maybe, and she doesn't get why loving someone- oh.
Oh. That other kind of love.
Red's experience with relationships of any kind (friend, family, romantic) is nearly nonexistent. It wasn't until she came here that she started to make connections, make friends. No one in Purgatory High wanted to be friends with someone that was Hades' so intrinsically. She has a lot of knowledge about things, rattling around in her brain in a far away way, but no actual experience so she can't say she knows what it's like to even have feelings for someone else like that or what it's like to confess those feelings to that person. She imagines it must be really difficult, scary even: to put one's heart in the hands of another. )
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Then Clara says she told him she loves him, and there's a brief moment of confusion on Red's face. She sees she seems almost embarrassed maybe, and she doesn't get why loving someone- oh.
Oh. That other kind of love.
Red's experience with relationships of any kind (friend, family, romantic) is nearly nonexistent. It wasn't until she came here that she started to make connections, make friends. No one in Purgatory High wanted to be friends with someone that was Hades' so intrinsically. She has a lot of knowledge about things, rattling around in her brain in a far away way, but no actual experience so she can't say she knows what it's like to even have feelings for someone else like that or what it's like to confess those feelings to that person. She imagines it must be really difficult, scary even: to put one's heart in the hands of another. )
...that's what was embarrassing?