Bod stared at her again, completely taken aback and really did reach for the door this time. He was going because she hadn't heard a word he'd just said. Not a word.
"Good luck with your trip," he said, trying not to sound as upset as he was. "Next time, though, after I share a very real fear of not seeing you again, maybe you could try to be slightly more sympathetic because that just...wasn't."
He shook his head. "I shared with you what I'm feeling. You got angry. Good luck with your trip."
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"Good luck with your trip," he said, trying not to sound as upset as he was. "Next time, though, after I share a very real fear of not seeing you again, maybe you could try to be slightly more sympathetic because that just...wasn't."
He shook his head. "I shared with you what I'm feeling. You got angry. Good luck with your trip."