[ Hearts always have a way of healin'. Lea sure hopes that's true. He's made his peace with things like guilt, and remorse; things that are consequences to his own actions. Far better to have them than not. But sometimes he just gets sad, in an immensely useless way.

Sometimes he's not sure what he's feeling, and that's always an adventure (not the positive kind). Makes him wonder if the heart he got back was defective after all. ]

[ Lea forces a weak, tired smile of his own. Unlike Mickey's, this one looks more at home on his face. He's made this expression fairly often now. ]

Well, historically, teamwork hasn't been my forte, but you know, practice makes perfect and all.


[ Lea, that was the worst follow-up to an apology ever, go to your room. ]