Does it cause you those problems to see me? Does it make your stomach contract and bile flood your throat with the threat of vomit? Is that why you do not wish to continue with this attempt at reconciliation?

[He doesn't feel like that. He does not like Wade, but it is a slow burn of dislike, it is an itch between his shoulder blades. It is the simmering resentment of an old lady who does not want to be old and who impotently rages against uncaring time.]