--Damn it, okay, maybe this metaphor thing isn't working out the way he hoped it would.
Ford looks down at his neglected plate, and finds that at he's lost his appetite. He settles for taking a drink of his coffee instead, before setting it back down on the table so he can use the mug to warm his hands. Rather than look back up at Stanley, he just stares down at his drink and rolls the mug a little between his palms, watching the liquid inside swirl around.
"I just don't want you to get your hopes up too high, Stanley." He admits quietly. "I know things are looking up right now, but because of my ah...situation, I don't know if I should commit to any long-term plans."
He risks a glance up at his brother but quickly loses his nerve and looks back into his coffee.
"I don't...I don't want you to be disappointed if something happens to me and the project falls through."
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Ford looks down at his neglected plate, and finds that at he's lost his appetite. He settles for taking a drink of his coffee instead, before setting it back down on the table so he can use the mug to warm his hands. Rather than look back up at Stanley, he just stares down at his drink and rolls the mug a little between his palms, watching the liquid inside swirl around.
"I just don't want you to get your hopes up too high, Stanley." He admits quietly. "I know things are looking up right now, but because of my ah...situation, I don't know if I should commit to any long-term plans."
He risks a glance up at his brother but quickly loses his nerve and looks back into his coffee.
"I don't...I don't want you to be disappointed if something happens to me and the project falls through."