[There goes his heart again, dropping straight to the floor with her gaze.
He reaches for her arm. Pulls his hand away. Tries again, settles for lightly touching her fingers.
This is how love works, right? The shit she's dealing with is the shit he's dealing with, just like the shit he's dealing with — Jesse, Walter — is the shit she's dealing with. It's like the transitive property, or something.
He wants so badly to say that he isn't trying to fix her, but he guesses that really is what he's doing, on some level. Saul is a problem solver, though; it's what he does, it's why he's so good at his job, it's what rakes in the cash.
And that's what ultimately drew him to Effie in the first place: results. It was instantaneous, the improvement in her mood and demeanor whenever he was around. There wasn't really any backsliding until he left her. But with Steph, it's — it's a lot like dealing with Jesse. Things are okay, then they're not, then they are, then they're not.
And yet in spite of everything, he still loves her. She's offering him a way out and he won't take it, even though he's terrified.
If that's not love, he has no idea what is.]
I knew what I was getting into. You told me everything, Steph. Between the coffee shop and my room and all of it — I knew. But I kept chasing you anyway, didn't I?
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He reaches for her arm. Pulls his hand away. Tries again, settles for lightly touching her fingers.
This is how love works, right? The shit she's dealing with is the shit he's dealing with, just like the shit he's dealing with — Jesse, Walter — is the shit she's dealing with. It's like the transitive property, or something.
He wants so badly to say that he isn't trying to fix her, but he guesses that really is what he's doing, on some level. Saul is a problem solver, though; it's what he does, it's why he's so good at his job, it's what rakes in the cash.
And that's what ultimately drew him to Effie in the first place: results. It was instantaneous, the improvement in her mood and demeanor whenever he was around. There wasn't really any backsliding until he left her. But with Steph, it's — it's a lot like dealing with Jesse. Things are okay, then they're not, then they are, then they're not.
And yet in spite of everything, he still loves her. She's offering him a way out and he won't take it, even though he's terrified.
If that's not love, he has no idea what is.]
I knew what I was getting into. You told me everything, Steph. Between the coffee shop and my room and all of it — I knew. But I kept chasing you anyway, didn't I?